Stage One, Round Two

Yumin thrust in once more with force. He felt something tear inside her, and along with the glans, about a third of his shaft slid in.

"Aaaah... it huuurts..."

Yumin paused there, not moving for a moment. It seemed impossible to go deeper. Minseo was in too much pain. Her brows furrowed tightly as she endured it, sweat beading on her forehead and the bridge of her nose.

"Minseo, does it hurt a lot?"

"Ugh... just... wait a sec..."

Given Minseo's personality, if Yumin asked if it hurt, she'd normally brush it off with something like What's the big deal? Just do it. But she couldn't even say that now—she was really hurting.

While waiting, Yumin reached out with both hands to knead her breasts, pinching and lightly twisting her nipples with his fingers to stimulate her. It was to give her at least a little pleasure and ease the pain.

"Okay... it's better now. Try... moving a little."

"Alright. Tell me if it hurts."

"Yeah..."

Yumin moved his shaft ever so slightly inside her vagina, like a diamond cutter handling a precious gem. Minseo still seemed to be in pain, but she bit back her moans. Waiting like this forever wouldn't make the pain vanish completely. It might be better to just finish quickly.

"Minseo. Hang in there ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just a bit. I'm going to move for real now. It'll hurt, but coming fast and ending it might be better."

"Yeah... okay..."

Yumin rocked his hips carefully, not thrusting too deep. He gradually picked up speed while gently caressing her clitoris with his thumb. Her vagina gripped him so tightly that even this sent powerful waves of pleasure through him. Focusing to maximize his own pleasure, he began pistoning at a normal rhythm.

"Ah! Ngh... ahh!"

Each thrust drew pained moans from Minseo's lips. Yumin worked to build his ejaculation quickly. Finally, the urge surged up. He buried half his shaft—the deepest he'd gone so far—inside her and came. Even after his previous orgasm, a substantial load erupted, flooding deep into Minseo's vagina, which had never accepted a foreign substance before.

When Yumin pulled out, a mix of white and red fluids trickled down.

Blood smeared his shaft too.

Yumin dressed first, then carefully helped Minseo, still lying on the bed in pain, into her clothes.

"You did great. Mission success."

He didn't ask if she was okay—it was obvious she wasn't. Instead, he praised her efforts and helped her off the bed, supporting her as they left the mission room.

The group greeted them as always.

"Minseo unnie, does it hurt a lot? How's your body?"

Everyone except Gayeong—and Jeongho, being a guy—knew the pain of a broken hymen, so they didn't pry. But innocent Gayeong couldn't hold back her worry for Minseo mixed with curiosity about her own future.

"Yeah... I'm fine. It was no big deal. Like getting a shot in the butt..."

"Really? But you looked like it hurt a ton..."

"Hey, hey! Save the talk for later. Let's get Minseo somewhere to rest first. Yumin, take care of her."

"Got it, Suji noona."

Yumin supported Minseo toward her private room. They couldn't use the corridors anyway. His escort ended at the corridor entrance.

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"Minseo, rest well. Take good care of yourself."

"...Yeah."

Minseo walked to her room alone. Not wanting to seem weak in front of Yumin, she tried to walk normally. But to Yumin watching from behind, her awkward, unsteady gait was heartbreaking. Sorry as he felt thinking it, she walked just like a boy right after circumcision.

As evening square time began, Yumin hurried to the corridor entrance by Minseo's private room.

Jiwon had skipped the square for days after losing her virginity due to the pain. But Minseo's personality would drive her to show up anyway, pretending it was nothing.

Sure enough, Minseo's door opened, and she emerged, walking slowly down the corridor. Spotting Yumin at the end, she frowned oddly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just... want to help you walk?"

"Whatever... do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠what you want."

"Okay."

Yumin draped one of her arms over his neck and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. They headed for the table. Minseo was so tall it didn't look awkward. But supporting her soft, yielding body and inhaling her feminine scent stirred new feelings in Yumin—very different from before.

Though only three years apart, their tutor-student dynamic had always made her seem much younger, not really a woman. But after seeing her naked, caressing her, penetrating and ejaculating inside her, his view had shifted. She no longer seemed just a kid. She was a woman.

The others were already seated when they arrived. Yumin took his usual spot in the center of three chairs, seating Minseo in her usual one beside him. Conversation flowed naturally.

But they avoided mission talk to spare Minseo. Sex under watchful eyes isn't easy. Not everyone's into exhibitionism—most hate it, women especially for a first time. It had been the same with Jiwon; for a woman, debuting in front of everyone isn't trivial. Jiwon had barely known the group then, which helped, but Minseo was tight-knit. She squirmed uncomfortably the whole three hours, shifting her butt and posture, but didn't leave early. She just lightly gripped Yumin's arm or leaned on him.

After square time, Yumin escorted her back to the corridor.

Minseo was so docile today. If only she were always this obedient...

"Be careful going in. See you tomorrow."

"Yeeah..."

After confirming she entered safely, Yumin returned to his room. As usual, he did sex training before bed. Somehow, he got hard faster and came quicker than normal.

"Then please do it."

The day before the mission, Yumin used his privilege to preview tomorrow's content. Naturally, to check if it was safe or involved his female acquaintances before deciding to join.

Yumin's jaw dropped at the preview. The first death mission. Guaranteed at least one casualty—maybe both. Were all 5th missions like this? Or just this Paradise? The male was at a massive disadvantage: waist bound, enduring her attacks. She could pause near climax to cool off; he couldn't.

Yumin had zero intention of joining. If the woman were a close acquaintance, he might consider sacrificing for her—but Seonjeong wasn't. They'd had sex a few times, that was it. No deep bond.

His Round 2 participations: 3. Only him with 2+ before this 5th. Even if it went ahead, he'd have the most. And crucially... the male was Baek Seongyeop—Yumin's parents' killer.

Opponent: Seonjeong, highly skilled in sex techniques. Seongyeop's defeat was near-certain. In other words, he'd die here.

Yumin felt a mix of triumph, relief, and unease. Should he be happy? Sure, it quenched some rage. But not fully satisfying.

The mission began. As previewed, Baek Seongyeop and Mun Seonjeong were called to the mission room. A mission table rose from the center floor, equipped with a waist restraint belt.

They approached, stripped naked. Then Angel's additional instructions.

Seonjeong secured Seongyeop's waist firmly as instructed. Angel continued.

Dazed by the cruelty, Seonjeong snapped to when the timers switched: 00:29:59 overall, 00:02:59 for insertion.

She scrambled onto the table, shoving Seongyeop's still-soft cock into her mouth and sucking furiously. She kneaded it with lips and tongue, stimulating maximally. It hardened gradually.

Fully erect, she bobbed her head rapidly, tongue working nonstop, eyes flicking to the insertion timer.

Her plan: simple, brutal. Maximize his buildup during insertion window, then ride him. Effective now, since she'd feel it post-insertion too.

Waist-bound, Seongyeop was helpless, forced to watch her devour him. He tried distracting thoughts to dull the pleasure, but her expert fellatio overwhelmed it.

With 15 seconds left, Seonjeong mounted him, gripped his erection, aimed at her entrance, and dropped her hips. His cock cleaved deep into her vagina.