EP. 5 Reverse Pile Driver Cock-Pussy Sumata Grind
Seeing that sly smile curling at Lee Hyun's lips, Lee Soyeon's heart grew even more uneasy, but she still couldn't take a single step from in front of the elevator.
And Lee Hyun, midway to her, picked up the transparent box containing the two remaining events from the living room table where they'd just played their air games moments ago.
"Hmm, Miss Soyeon. Where are you headed?"
"Ah, uh... Y-yes. The, the bathroom...! The bathroom!"
"Oh dear, there are plenty of bathrooms right here. Five of them, even. You could've just picked any one."
"As a guest... I couldn't just use them freely... I was going to go downstairs to the public restroom or handle it in my room and come back. There's still plenty of time left..."
Soyeon was making excuses with desperate fervor, but for Lee Hyun—who had meticulously woven his web from the moment he'd picked her up and dragged her to this hotel—that fresh prey's frantic twitching reactions were nothing but pure delight.
"I see, I see. But I doubt your body will move right now. That's probably why you're panicking... Do you remember what I mentioned earlier? And what was written in the contract before the games?"
At Lee Hyun's smug words, Soyeon's racing mind whirled in panic.
'Contract...? Ah, oh...!'
[The games must all five events be played regardless of wins or losses, and quitting midway is absolutely forbidden.]
Recalling that clause, Soyeon's face drained to a ghostly pallor.
"You catch on quick. It seems the system didn't like your attempt to leave this place... Hmm, but you weren't really trying to run, right? Haha."
"...Y-yes! Of course not, absolutely not!"
"I see. Well, since it's just a misunderstanding... These things happen sometimes, so I understand."
"Th-thank you..."
With the option of fleeing erased from her mind, Soyeon could only pray that her worst imaginings and suspicions were just off-base.
But that faint hope shattered the instant Lee Hyun acted next.
"It'll take some time for the system's body paralysis penalty to wear off. So let me help you here."
"Kyaa, kyaack!! W-wait! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Can't help it with this box in hand too. We'll head straight to my master bedroom bathroom. The last two events are better on a soft bed anyway, not out here in the living room."
Standing tight behind the immobile Soyeon, Lee Hyun pressed his body flush against hers. He set the box atop her stomach first, then scooped up both her ankles with his forearms in a firm carry.
Squish—! Squeeeze—!
"Kyack?!! P-put me down! I can wait! I'll wait till the penalty ends...!!"
Through her skin-tight leggings, the plump mound of her pussy bulged obscenely, and Lee Hyun's raging hard-on stabbed mercilessly at it in a brutal reverse pile driver carry. On top of that, with her ankles locked in his arms, his freed hands reached up—pretending to steady the box—as their backsides kneaded and groped her tits.
"This position is a bit embarrassing, yeah. Better get moving quick."
"N-no...!! It's f-fine, I'm fine...!!"
Feeling her worst nightmare crashing down in the flesh, Soyeon twisted desperately to fight back, but even without the system penalty, the reverse pile driver rear carry had her utterly pinned—useless against Lee Hyun.
Just like that, his perfectly ensnared prey hung in his web. As Lee Hyun began openly groping her tits and pussy mound, he turned leisurely toward his inner bedroom, each slow step grinding his cock against her legging-clad slit like he meant to rip right through.
"Hngh! Hic, hic-hic..."
"Aw, crying already? Must be urgent. We're almost there."
Ignoring her sobs, Lee Hyun toyed with her tits and pussy even more brazenly. Spotting his lavish master bedroom ahead, he suddenly quickened his pace.
He flung open the door, strode into the attached bathroom, plopped Soyeon on the toilet, and casually yanked her leggings down to her ankles.
"Kyaaaaack!! H-hey! Hic, hic... Th-that's enough! We're in the bathroom now...!!"
"Hmm, the paralysis might still be going. Can you move your hands?"
At his words, Soyeon reflexively clenched her fists—still numb. Watching her, Lee Hyun feigned fresh concern.
"Guess I can't pull your panties down for you, huh? Fine, I'll hang the leggings here... Uh, wash and dry your panties well. Take your time coming out."
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"Hmmm. Prime goods... This is real prime."
He'd nearly lost it and fucked her raw, rules be damned. Following Kim Gayeon from the last business day, this was back-to-back grand slams.
Sure, as the contract's dominant party, he could've voided it on the spot and pounded her silly whenever. But where's the fun in that?
The fun. Play the games proper first, then watch her face that brutal zero-point reality at the end. She'd spread her legs herself with sky-high odds.
"Well... If I really can't hold back mid-game, I could always void it and ram my cock in anyway..."
Still, he'd restrain himself as much as possible.
Lounging dead center on his plush king-size bed, he waited, over 30 minutes in, for whatever reaction Soyeon would bring from the bathroom.
She probably guessed by now she was trapped in his web, destined to lose her virginity. But if she gave in too easily after all this, the thrill would tank.
Hmmm...
"Of all the luck, three draws in a row from her side. Needed my event in the mix. Tsk."
Never happened before, so it threw him a bit. Anyway, idly predicting her next moves passed the time pleasantly—another 30 minutes trickled by, nearing an hour.
Finally, the bathroom door creaked open. Out shuffled Soyeon, eyes puffy and red around the edges.
"Hmm, took a while. Looks like you're ready now, so hop up here quick."
She shot him a trembling glance, then trudged over like a cow to slaughter.
"Miss Soyeon, can't be that slow or you might paralyze again? Almost an hour already..."
"Eek...?! Y-yes...!"
At his warning-not-warning, the frozen Soyeon squeezed her eyes shut and hurried to the bed's far edge, perching her ass on the corner.
"B-but... What kind of game... has to be on the b-bed like this? Don't tell me..."
"Nah, not sex, so relax. If it was, I wouldn't bother with selling your body or games—I'd just pin you down by force. Still fuckin' horny as hell right now, though... Ah, you dried your panties and put 'em back on, huh?"
"Y-yes?! What do you...!!"
"No panties and that pussy mound would've popped even more."
"P-please... I'm sorry, but could you not say stuff like that...?"
She had that original sin of trying to quit and run. And thanks to it, he'd forcibly pinned her in reverse pile driver, grinding cock-on-pussy sumata like mad.
So even as his blatant sexual harassment piled on, Soyeon didn't rebel—just bowed her head.
"Hey, that's a compliment. You're that hot. Out of all the women who win hotel stays each business day, I don't make these offers to many myself."
With that, he closed in on the still-cornered Soyeon, scooped her up in a flash, plopped her bed-center beside him, and handed her the transparent box with his two remaining mission papers.
"Before you draw, since I've got three wins already, you look pretty hopeless. So I'm thinking of tweaking the mission details to give you a shot... What do you say?"
"...Hic, hngh. Wh-what... do you mean...?"
"Hmm... How to explain? Check the mission papers first."
With the world's most anxious face, Soyeon—hands guarding her chest and crotch—reluctantly pulled out and read the two papers.
Even then, she twisted and crossed her legs to shield her pussy. It nearly drew a smirk, but why didn't she get how that shit just stoked a guy's lust and sadism even more?