Viral Leak Made Me a Cam King

Chapter 54: 54: Wouldn’t It Be Boring If We Only Had Sex?

”You must have had a long trip. Come sit over here.”

The woman in the robe patted the back of the sofa.

”Ah, yes.”

As I sat down, I quickly looked her over.

Bright blond hair, light makeup, and perfume strong enough to reach me from across the room.

She claimed she had just showered, but judging by the makeup and fragrance, she must have spent quite a while getting ready afterward.

She didn’t look as old as I’d expected.

Honestly, I had prepared myself for a forty-year-old woman. If she’d been completely impossible, I’d even considered running away.

Fortunately, that wouldn’t be necessary.

”Hehe. What would you like to drink? Coffee? No, it’s late for coffee. Milk tea, hot chocolate perhaps?”

”Anything is fine.”

”All right. Wait here a moment.”

She walked leisurely toward the kitchen.

I studied the shape of her ass beneath the robe.

Mm. That passed too.

Of course, her figure couldn’t compare to Manager Selena’s. There probably weren’t many women in the country who could compete with Manager Selena in sheer volume of her boobs.

Still, she was pleasantly curvy and carried an unmistakably expensive air.

The classic wealthy madam look.

”Hehe... Surprised?”

”What?”

”You look as though I’m different from what you expected. And you’ve been staring at me since you arrived, so I assume you don’t dislike what you see.”

”Ah... Haha...”

I scratched my head.

Taste varied, but she was definitely beautiful enough to hear it wherever she went.

The woman poured hot water into a teacup and smiled softly.

”I’m a little surprised too. You’re more ordinary than I expected.”

”Uhk...”

”I heard you possessed something large, so I imagined you’d be tall or heavily built. You’re neither. And you’re quite young. How old are you?”

”Twenty... five.”

”You’re much younger than I am.”

So she was an old hen.

Probably best not to say that aloud.

I gave an awkward laugh.

”To be honest, I was a little worried before coming here. I wondered whether you might be dangerous, or whether this was some kind of trap.”

”Hehe. Did my messages seem that threatening? I thought I was very polite.”

”Y-you were. I just didn’t expect to end up somewhere like this. I could’ve been getting involved in something unpleasant.”

”Oh? Such as?”

”An affair, maybe... or some dark secret of the rich.”

”Ah. Hehe. You watch too many dramas.”

She smiled and offered me a teacup.

It looked like the kind of cup that cost several hundred dollar by itself.

”Thank you.”

”Take your time.”

”Yes. Of course...”

Damn it. I was drinking milk tea, but I couldn’t taste a thing. I was too nervous.

”If you were worried about an affair, relax. I’m not married.”

”Not... married?”

I glanced at her.

No matter how I looked, she didn’t have the face of an unmarried woman.

”What? Are you surprised someone my age is still single?”

”N-no. It’s just... Mm. I’m sorry.”

”It’s fine. I hear that often.”

She brushed back her hair as if she were used to it and took a sip of tea.

Honestly, she looked older than me—older than Manager Selena too. Could she secretly be divorced?

”If that was your concern, you don’t need to worry. MonsterCam Guy, I have no intention of harming you or dragging you into anything unpleasant.”

She took another sip, then set the cup down with elegant precision. It didn’t even rattle against the saucer.

”This is merely a diversion. A single night of pleasure.”

”Pleasure.”

”And I’m taking a risk as well, am I not?”

”What do you mean?”

”Frankly, I sent a stranger whose face and name I don’t know an invitation that gives him access to my home. I had no guarantee you would come alone. Even if you did, I had no guarantee you wouldn’t do something criminal.”

”Ah. Th-that’s true.”

She had a point. Handing a stranger access to a wealthy woman’s home would normally be unthinkable.

”I invited you anyway because you struck me as the pure embodiment of lust.”

”...The embodiment of lust?”

”Yes. Exactly that.”

It was strange hearing the word lust delivered in such an elegant voice.

She crossed one leg over the other and continued.

”I watched every video you posted on TwiXter and Onlyf*ns.”

”Ah. I see.”

”You looked like an animal.”

”...”

She had no trouble calling me an animal to my face.

Then again, based solely on what I’d posted, she wasn’t wrong.

”I don’t know who the women were, but I watched you thrust like a madman, pinning them beneath you as you penetrated them.”

”...”

”You forced that enormous thing into their mouths and made them suck it. You spread them open and violated them.”

”...”

”Watching you made me think you might be an entertaining man, so I contacted you.”

”I-I see...”

Hearing a direct review of my videos to my face made my ears burn with shame.

I avoided her eyes.

”A stud born for nothing but sex, with no thought for anything else. That’s how I see you.”

She called me a stud just as casually as she had called me an animal.

”Don’t take it badly. I meant it as praise.”

”Ah. Right.”

”If you lacked that ability, you would never have been invited here alone in your entire life.”

”...That’s probably true.”

A penthouse in one of the finest officetels in the country, with rent of at least twenty thousand dollar a month. This wasn’t a place I could even dream of entering.

”But your unique ability brought you here. You may take pride in it. In your sexual ability.”

”...”

Sip.

I had finished the tea ages ago, but I was so tense that I pretended to drink from the empty cup.

I finally set it down and looked at her.

”What should I call you tonight?”

”Oh. I suppose I neglected to introduce myself.”

Hm? Introduce herself?

”Here.”

She tossed a business card onto the table.

I watched her for a moment before cautiously picking it up.

╭─ [TwiXter — Direct Messages]

│ Celeste Sterling.

│ Chief Executive Officer, Novel Corporation.

╰─

”Uhk...!?”

”Hehe. Surprised? You probably assumed I was some wealthy housewife, so I understand.”

”N-no. That’s not it...”

Was this real?

I trailed off and looked at the card again.

The company name was printed clearly: Novel Corporation.

The company I worked for.

Which meant this woman was...

Our CEO.

***

I glanced at Celeste. She was drinking her tea with perfect composure.

Did she know I was an employee of Novel Corporation? Had she contacted me knowing exactly who I was?

She gave no sign of it.

And if she did know, handing me her card would be even stranger. It was basically saying, I’m the CEO of the company you work for, and I invited you here to have sex.

In my world, no one revealed information that could become leverage so casually.

”You’re the first person who’s ever given me a business card at a meeting like this.”

”Oh? Really?”

”Most people prefer anonymity. Giving me your identity so openly...”

”Hehe. What is there to hide? Even if you or someone else knew who I was, there would be little you could do about it.”

”...”

I understood why she had given me the card.

It was confidence. Absolute confidence that even if I knew her identity, I would never dare use it against her.

”I also didn’t expect you to be a CEO.”

”That company is the holding company. I have several smaller ones as well.”

”...That’s impressive. You’re quite the career woman.”

I recalled what I knew about Celeste.

Novel Corporation might be a shitty black company, but it was fairly large. It only fell short of the legal requirements for a conglomerate.

More precisely, I’d heard the owner deliberately divided the business into several midsized companies to avoid becoming one.

Even more surprising, they were all privately held. Celeste supposedly owned nearly one hundred percent of most of them.

That amount of capital made even a cluster of shitty small companies impossible to dismiss.

No wonder she lived in a penthouse that cost twenty thousand dollar a month. It won’t be absurb even if she lives in a house that cost two hundred thousand a month. The unit was probably owned by one of her corporations too.

That said, she rarely appeared at our office. I had never met her.

How often would a lowly contract employee encounter the CEO? In the middle age, the distance would have been roughly that between a king and a slave.

That explained why her face had seemed vaguely familiar.

”Hehe. Thank you for the compliment. But we didn’t meet to discuss business, did we?”

”No, we didn’t.”

”I invited you because I wanted to forget trivial matters and enjoy myself.”

”...”

I swallowed.

”Hehe. You look nervous.”

”I’m not.”

”It’s all right. Your role is already decided. I called you a stud, didn’t I?”

”...Yes.”

Celeste rose gracefully.

She approached me, then sat beside me on the sofa.

”All you need to do is offer me that large thing and follow my instructions. If I’m satisfied, I’ll give you everything I promised.”

”...”

I kept my mouth shut.

I had a good sense of how she saw me now.

Her speech sounded respectful, but she clearly regarded me as beneath her—nothing more than a useful cock she could borrow for one night.

It wasn’t surprising.

I’d heard the CEO was famously proud and aloof.

To someone like her, a man famous online for having a large cock probably looked like nothing more than a convenient sex toy.

It was the same mentality as a 2nd or 3rd Gen heir who saw even a famous actress as no more than a disposable warm fleshy hole.

”Hehe... Now, would you take it out?”

Tap, Tap.

She patted my thigh, her gaze drifting toward my crotch.

Did she really think of me as nothing more than a delivery system for a flesh dildo?

If so, I had only one objective tonight.

I pulled down my pants.

Thud.

My cock was already fully erect from studying her body and breathing in her perfume.

Manager Selena—and every other woman who had seen it fully hard—had reacted with shock.

How would Celeste respond?

I turned to look.

”Hehe.”

Hehe?

”Just as expected. It’s an excellent specimen.”

Celeste calmly brushed back her hair.

She smiled, apparently pleased by what she saw.

”This should be useful.”

”...”

I was stunned.

That was all she had to say after seeing my cock?

I knew she was proud and difficult to impress.

But I had never seen a woman remain this calm in front of it.

Did she truly regard me as nothing more than a flesh dildo she would enjoy for a night and discard as a condom?

At this rate, she would take complete control, use me, pay me, and send me home.

I couldn’t allow that.

I was MonsterCam Guy.

I had no intention of accepting money, handing over my cock like a genuine prostitute, and leaving.

Especially now that I knew the woman in front of me was my company’s CEO.

This opportunity was far too valuable to remain nothing more than a sex toy.

I spoke while Celeste continued examining my cock with interest.

”CEO Celeste?”

”Mm?”

”Wouldn’t it be boring if we only had sex?”

”Hmm?”

One of her eyebrows moved.

”What do you mean?”

”Ordinary sex must be dull for you. I’m suggesting we make it more entertaining.”

”More entertaining... How, exactly?”

She raised an eyebrow and studied me.

I grinned.

”How about a roleplay scenario?”

”Roleplay...?”