Chapter 18: Stage One, Round Two
Then, please begin the mission. Have a pleasurable time.
Angel's announcement ended, and the mission timer began to tick down. Below the time, a single value appeared: ♡13. This seemed to be Han Mikyung's current pleasure level.
Yumin approached the bed and began undressing. Unlike before, he stripped off his top as well, leaving himself completely naked. To maximize a woman's pleasure, he figured the more skin contact, the better.
By the time he reached the bedside, Mikyung had already shed all her clothes, standing nude before him. She spoke to him in a low, husky voice.
"Hey... it's been a while, Yumin oppa. I... missed you."
"Hmmm..."
Why was she acting so familiar? Yumin felt no joy at seeing her—quite the opposite, he harbored resentment. Still, he couldn't bring himself to be outright cold. For now, mission success came first; he needed to bring her to climax. Antagonizing her here would gain him nothing.
He guided Mikyung onto the bed and climbed over her. She was quite pretty, freshly twenty and brimming with youthful vitality. But none of it appealed to Yumin in the slightest.
He wasn't the type to ignore a woman's looks or body, nor did he believe "a beautiful heart" was all that mattered. It was simply that he couldn't feel attracted to someone who could hurt others without a shred of remorse.
The sex they were about to have wasn't about emotional exchange. It was purely a mission: Yumin ejaculates, Mikyung climaxes. To that end, he needed to map her erogenous zones first.
He started with her breasts. Though he had to find her sensitive spots, he skipped her lips and tongue—possibly erogenous areas—entirely. Kissing a woman he felt nothing for held no appeal.
Like an OB-GYN performing a clinical breast exam, he set aside any personal desire and kneaded her breasts methodically, probing every inch. He pinched her nipples between his fingers, rubbing and gently tugging.
Perhaps because she wasn't aroused yet, or the situation made it hard to feel anything, she showed little reaction from her breasts alone. Yumin tabled them for now and shifted his target to her vulva.
He positioned himself between her legs and stroked her mound up and down with his palm. There was a slight dampness, but she wasn't wet.
He parted her labia minora and caressed the inner folds with his fingers. Based on her reactions and past experience, her pussy would respond better to tongue than fingers.
Yumin licked her softly, starting from the outer edges near her labia minora and working inward toward her vaginal opening. Gradually, clear fluid began to seep from her entrance.
Now he moved his tongue to her clitoris. It was noticeably swollen compared to before. As he focused there, she reacted strongly. The pleasure value on the wall surged upward.
"Ahng... aa... ahut..."
Most women had clitoral sensitivity, but Mikyung's seemed especially pronounced. Her pussy was plenty wet now. Even if her clit was her main spot, hitting 70+ without penetration seemed unlikely.
Yumin gripped his semi-erect cock and stroked it a few times to full hardness. He pressed it slowly against her entrance and pushed in.
"Ahht..."
Mikyung's pleasure ticked up slightly. Yumin began thrusting, rocking his hips to drive into her. He didn't go too deep at first. Some women liked deep penetration, but that was with average sizes. With his length and girth reaching her cervix, starting too aggressively would bring more pain than pleasure for most.
Checking the wall display, he gradually increased his pace. With his thumb, he began rubbing her clit.
"Ahng... aa... ahng..."
Her pleasure climbed sharply. It broke past ♡60. Yumin thrust faster. Changing positions now would disrupt the clit stimulation, so maintaining this seemed most efficient.
He felt his own climax building, but victory was in sight. Ejaculating once and resuming would easily push her over, but he had no desire to prolong their coupling.
"Aa... ahng... haaang..."
Her pussy clenched hard. Her pleasure surpassed 70—climax achieved. Yumin released his held-back urge. Thick ropes of semen soon battered her uterine walls.
Congratulations. Paradise participants, please return to your private rooms.
The mission succeeded more easily than expected. Mikyung's final pleasure peaked at ♡79, exceeding the threshold.
Yumin dressed and left the mission room. Mikyung lay on the bed, semen leaking from her pussy as she panted heavily.
After greeting his companions, Yumin returned to his private room. He had something to look forward to: completing the fifth mission ended Round 1, granting a privilege.
As Yumin showered and emerged, Angel's voice came unbidden through the ceiling speaker. She hadn't even been summoned.
Participant Lee Yumin.
"Yes."
You know why I'm calling, right?
"Yes. I had the most mission participations in Round 1, so you're granting a privilege?"
Yes, correct. For the most participations in Round 1, Participant Lee Yumin earns the second privilege: <Preview>.
<Preview> lets you view the next mission in advance. Since you also have <Free Participation>, you can opt out if it looks tough.
And one more thing. As the top participant in Round 1, you get an extra reward: select one Paradise participant, and I'll provide their personal info.
"Personal info on a Paradise participant?"
Yes. You've seen Baek Seongyeop's already, so you know what it entails.
"So, top participation each round gets a privilege and one person's info?"
Yes, correct.
Yumin pondered briefly—no real deliberation needed. The one he most wanted to know about was Im Jiyun, Baek Seongyeop's wife. The document on Seongyeop noted a passenger during the hit-and-run. Yumin suspected Jiyun, but confirmation was essential.
For reference, I can give you my info too.
Finishing his thoughts, Yumin blinked at Angel's sudden interjection. Her info? That could unveil some of Paradise's mysteries.
To add: it's just my age, height, weight, three sizes, sexual preferences—nothing about Paradise itself.
"...Pass. I want Im Jiyun's info."
Tch... figured as much. I'll prepare it by tonight.
"Thanks."
No problem.
Today in the square, thoughts of Baek Seongyeop and Im Jiyun gnawed at Yumin unbearably. He usually avoided looking their way, but knowing Jiyun's info was coming made it torture.
Complicating his turmoil further was Han Mikyung. She'd vanished for a while, a relief, but now she was back post-mission. She sat naturally in an empty chair at their table, as if it were hers.
But Yumin's group, aware of her history with Gayeong, ignored her completely. Mikyung became invisible again. Still, better than isolation—she kept joining their table whenever the square opened.
As plaza time ended, Yumin headed to his room. On the bed lay a single document. He knew instantly it was Jiyun's info.
Taking a deep breath, he opened it.
Age: 28
Height: 159cm
Weight: 53kg
Three Sizes: 33-26-36
Sexual Preferences: Average libido. No unusual fetishes apparent. Dated multiple men since high school; likely experienced sex with several during that time.
Notes: Worked as an accountant post-high school. Met Baek Seongyeop at work; married after 2 years dating. Currently 2 years into marriage. Frequently took weekend trips with then-boyfriend Seongyeop. Was in passenger seat during Seongyeop's hit-and-run in XX-ri, Hongcheon-gun, Gangwon-do.
Yumin had half-expected Angel's joke, but it listed age, height, weight, sizes, and preferences. He ignored those; the final line was what mattered.
Confirmation brought not relief, but rage and frustration. Rage at his parents' killers; frustration that knowing changed nothing.
But opportunity for payback—even if not full revenge—arose swiftly. The next mission's female participant was Im Jiyun.
Mission participants: Lee Yumin, Im Jiyun. Please enter the mission room.
A chance to lay hands on his enemy thrilled Yumin faintly. Jiyun, summoned and dreading the mission and penalties, entered with unease.
The central floor parted, revealing a new apparatus: a waist-high vault-like structure topped with a leather belt, like those from before.
Mission participants, please disrobe.
Yumin and Jiyun stripped silently, baring themselves completely. Angel continued.
Participant Im Jiyun, lie prone on the mission table. Participant Lee Yumin, secure Participant Im Jiyun's waist with the restraint.
Jiyun complied anxiously, draping over the apparatus. Yumin buckled the belt firmly around her waist.
Here's the mission: Participant Lee Yumin must deliver 30+ spanks and 1 creampie. Time limit: 30 minutes. Failure penalty: "Death" for mission participants.
Jiyun groaned in dismay at the details and penalty, but Yumin had known via <Preview>.
Mission starts now. Have a pleasurable time.
With Angel's signal, the wall timer began counting down. Below it, "30" appeared—the spank counter, decrementing per successful hit, presumably.
Angel hadn't specified the target. Spanking evoked buttocks, but it could be calves, breasts, even vulva. In Jiyun's position, though, her ass was safest—and easiest for inexperienced Yumin.