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EP. 158 The President Addicted to Drugs (1)

News spread as quickly as the president's fame.

In online communities, people debated whether the president would succeed or fail.

The president's face was even featured on the main page of portal sites, making them a household name.

Even before the world changed, people would have said the president was crazy.

Currently, attempting to rape the president would be akin to a coup.

In this world, what is most valued?

Is it wealth, military power, or authority?

While these are important, something even more crucial is how well one performs in sex, or "color power."

No matter how rich or powerful you are, if you're bad at sex, you're nothing.

On the other hand, even without wealth or power, if you're good at sex, you'll be treated well everywhere.

Then, can it be said that the president, the face of the nation and the representative of the people, lacks color power?

The president's role is to gain an advantage through diplomatic sex and create favorable situations.

Raping such a president is like challenging the highest authority.

Of course, if some nobody said this, it would be dismissed as a ridiculous joke.

But the opponent is the top-ranked A++ penis holder in South Korea, a monster.

As a result, the Blue House faced an unexpected storm.

"Mr. President, why don't you temporarily flee abroad?"

The secretary suggested this, warning that even they were in danger.

The queen of twerking, President Jung Soo-ah, who is known as a master of seduction, firmly rejected the suggestion.

"I won't leave. If I do, I'll lose face in front of the people."

"If I flee without even engaging, it would be like admitting defeat."

"If you lose, Mr. President..."

"Yes, I know."

If a president who values color power loses, they would be forced to resign.

The next president would be the one who defeated them.

While this might be good for the country, Jung Soo-ah had no intention of giving up her position.

She had used her hip movements to secure favorable deals with most countries, accumulating wealth and power.

"Why did such a monstrous man appear at this timing?"

"It's both a blessing and a curse."

As the head of a nation, it's commendable that a great man was born.

However, the fact that his penis is aimed at her is not welcome news.

"Mr. President, do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"I'm not sure. First, let's gather as much information as possible about Kim Jin-woo."

The secretary was ordered to collect all available information about Kim Jin-woo.

Jung Soo-ah stood up and walked away.

"I'll be back after some training."

She headed to a practice room with a large mirror and a massive dildo standing in the center.

She slowly lowered her hips.

"Hmm... ♡."

Snap!

The dildo entered smoothly without any resistance.

It seemed to be about 30 cm long, but for her, it was just a warm-up.

"Hmm... ♡! Huh... ♡!"

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

She moved her hips in a steady rhythm, accompanied by heavy breathing.

The room was empty except for the dildo, making the sticky sounds echo loudly.

"Even my breasts are shaking coarsely. It feels great."

She smiled, satisfied with her reflection in the mirror.

It wasn't just physical stimulation; she used visual and auditory cues to quickly build up her climax.

This way, she could seduce her opponents quickly and gain benefits from many countries.

"I'm glad I switched to this dildo. It fits my vagina perfectly."

Snap snap snap snap!

The custom-made dildo was indeed exceptional.

Compared to mass-produced ones, it had a unique sensation that made her vagina grip tightly.

Her love juices flowed more than usual, and the sensation of her vaginal walls being scraped was addictive.

However, as the president of South Korea, she couldn't be weak just because of a dildo.

"Hmm... ♡!"

Kkkk! Kkk!

She experienced intense pleasure, swallowing the dildo to the root.

But the sounds she heard were impossible for a human body.

After savoring the afterglow, she stood up.

The dildo on the floor was twisted grotesquely.

"Today's grip was good."

Jung Soo-ah had twisted the dildo solely with her vaginal pressure.

If it were a person, they would have been left empty, with no semen remaining.

She had vacuum-like suction power.

In an international conference, she had drained the Vietnamese president's semen, securing a 90% tariff exemption and increasing her country's tariffs by 200%.

"Shall we do five sets today?"

She pressed against the empty wall, and a secret door opened with a clicking sound.

Inside, there were more dildos like the one she used earlier.

She chose a new one and replaced the twisted dildo.

"Was it Kim Jin-woo?"

The man who confidently declared he would rape her.

In the video, his penis was thicker and longer than the one she was using.

It was blackened from frequent use, like a sword for conquering women.

He was indeed the strongest man in South Korea.

"But I won't be easy to defeat."

Even if he was a pro at rape, Jung Soo-ah had presidential pride.

She had developed South Korea and wouldn't let her vagina be easily defeated.

She focused on training to counter Kim Jin-woo.

"It seems like a more dangerous man than I thought."

Half a day passed, and the secretary brought in some documents.

The records were impressive, making Jung Soo-ah both amazed and worried.

He was a sex machine, impregnating women until they couldn't take it anymore.

Thanks to him, the stagnant birth rate had skyrocketed, and the economy was recovering.

But the fact that such a man was coming to rape her made her determination waver.

"Moreover, he has the Ero Management Bureau backing him."

Perhaps his attempt to rape her was related to the Ero Management Bureau.

Was the bureau planning to take over the government?

While the bureau had more power, it didn't directly interfere in politics.

Their relationship had been smooth until now, but now they seemed to be stabbing her in the back.

She wanted to complain to the bureau, but since they held more power, her words wouldn't matter.

"What should I do now?"

As always, she was treated with respect as the president, but in this situation, she didn't know how to react.

Maybe if the bureau approached her forcefully, it would be better.

Should she initiate contact first?

"And this is a message from the Ero Management Bureau."

"Did the Ero Management Bureau really contact us?"

It was unbelievable that the bureau, which had been silent, reached out first.

The secretary showed her a report confirming the contact.

The message said, "We won't interfere as long as you don't cross the line."

What was the bureau thinking by sending such a message?

It was clear that the bureau was backing Kim Jin-woo.

Instead of ordering her to submit, they suggested they would tolerate some resistance.

Perhaps they wanted to raise strong offspring like lions?

"Thanks to them, I'm alive."

"Prepare equipment, focusing on tranquilizers and riot control gear."

"Yes, I'll review it immediately."

The expenditure was painful, but it was better than sitting idly by.

After all, she could make up for the loss with a few hip movements.

"Lastly, what's the surveillance situation?"

"There's no unusual activity reported."

It was strange; despite the bold declaration, there was no movement.

Was it a tactic to make her let her guard down?

"He really hasn't left his house."

After the broadcast, he hadn't stepped out of his house.

The more time passed, the harder it would be to approach him.

Thinking about it made her head ache.

"Maybe he's trying to confuse me?"

She had always been a worrier, and in the past, she had been so anxious that she bled from her nose.

Being cautious wasn't bad, but being overly cautious wasted energy.

Two years into her presidency, she still struggled with problems.

"I'm glad I prepared for this moment."

After sending her secretary away and ensuring she was alone, she opened a drawer and pulled out a white powder-filled envelope.

It was a mysterious drug with unknown origins, but its effects were unparalleled.

Its popularity showed no signs of fading, and she wasn't sure when she could get it again.

This was the perfect time to use it.

She skillfully spread the drug on her desk and inhaled it using a rolled-up bill.

"Hmm... ♡! Huh... ♡!"

Pffft! Pffft!

Yes, this is it! The feeling that goes straight to the brain!

She had used many drugs before, but this one was unmatched.

The pleasure was like having her brain pierced with holes.

Once you taste this, you can't be satisfied with other drugs.

Her climax wouldn't stop, and she felt like she was trading intelligence for pleasure.

Pffft! Pffft!

The intense pleasure subsided, and she began to notice her surroundings.

Her vagina hadn't been touched, but the floor was wet with love juices and semen.

The presidential office had turned into a sauna from the heat.

Even the memories of taking the drug were erased, leaving only the desire to experience it again.

"This drug is dangerous, but it's too good."

Perhaps she should investigate the source of the drug as a president and as a person.

But if she forced the issue and the sales stopped, she might never feel this pleasure again.

"Let's masturbate and think about it."

Standing in front of the open window, she watched people passing by and slowly moved her fingers.

Her body still trembled slightly from the aftereffects.

"Hmm... ♡! Huh... ♡! Ah... ♡!"

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

Even a textured dildo felt this good, but her fingers felt even better.

If she masturbated when the drug's effects were at their peak, it might feel even better.

The thought crossed her mind, but she resisted the temptation.

"Of course, it would feel good, but as the president, I shouldn't succumb to drugs."

Jung Soo-ah loved power because it allowed her to reach more people and lead the country in the right direction.

So, she needed to maintain her power and quit using such drugs.

"Ah... ♡! It's coming... ♡!"

Pffft!

The love juices splashed against the window, creating water droplets everywhere.

Without worrying about the mess, she added more fingers and stirred roughly.

At least she tried to calm down the rising heat.

She justified her actions to herself and surrendered to pleasure.

When Jung Soo-ah came to her senses, three hours had passed.

Realizing she shouldn't continue, she put away the remaining drug and focused on her duties.

"Hmm... "

However, the aftereffects still lingered, and the words in front of her seemed to squirm like worms.

Maybe she shouldn't have used the drug due to stress.

Feeling guilty, she splashed water on her face to clear her head.

"Hmm?"

The phone rang, which was unusual since it was usually on silent mode.

She checked the phone and was shocked by the news.

"They're selling more of the drug?"

The dealer of the drug she used earlier contacted her, saying they had more stock with even better effects.

The current drug already made her mind foggy, and the idea of something even better was hard to resist.

Believing it, she headed to the meeting place with her face covered.

Someone seemed to be watching her.

A message arrived with the location of the hidden drug.

"Under the flower pot... Ah, it's here."

Following the instructions, she found a black powder-filled envelope under the pot.

This was an upgraded version, more dangerous than the previous one.

Expecting even greater pleasure, she hid a bag of money in the designated spot.

She quickly fled the scene, looking around cautiously.

"Ha... Ha..."

Returning to the Blue House, she checked the drug in her hand.

She had paid the usual amount, but the quantity was enormous compared to before.

Maybe she could skip the next regular purchase.

"Then, let's try a little..."

She lightly touched the drug with her finger and cautiously licked it.

However, she couldn't help but wonder if it was really a drug, as there was no reaction.

Was she scammed?

Whoever the scammer was, daring to scam the president was unthinkable.

She vowed to catch them and make them pay.

"Why is it so bright?"

For some reason, her eyes hurt, and she turned her head.

It was late, so it shouldn't be bright, unless someone was shining a light towards the Blue House.

Looking outside, she saw something unexpected.

"Ah?"

The sky had a sun in it, and the streets were filled with people masturbating.

Later, she looked around and saw that the ground was flooded like a river, and dried blood fell from her fingers.

"Ha... Ha... Ha."

It seemed it wasn't a scam after all.

But that made it even more problematic.