Stage One, Round Six

[Stage 1. Round 6. Starting the 4th mission. Mission participants: Lee Yumin. Kang Jiwon. Mission participants, please enter the mission room and undress.]

Jiwon's eyes widened slightly when her name was called, but she quickly reverted to her usual composed expression. She was surprised to be selected for the mission, but she didn't want to show any weakness in front of the others. Her ability to feign nonchalance stemmed partly from her dislike of appearing vulnerable, but mostly from the reassurance of partnering with Yumin.

Following Yumin, who headed into the mission room ahead of her, Jiwon stepped inside as well. Mission participation always brought anxiety and fear, but watching Yumin's confident stride and unflinching demeanor gave her the strength to shake off her unease.

In the center of the mission room, where a bed would normally be, stood a device she'd never seen before. Though it was her first time laying eyes on it, Jiwon knew exactly what it was and its purpose: a gynecological exam table, commonly used in obstetrics and gynecology clinics. The backrest was angled higher toward the head, and both the armrests and leg stirrups were equipped with restraining belts.

The sight of this new apparatus reignited the anxiety that had just begun to subside in Jiwon's chest. A bed didn't guarantee a safe mission, but the appearance of an unusual device almost always meant something bizarre and dangerous.

As she watched Yumin undress, Jiwon approached his side, shedding her own clothes while stealing glances at him. Even with the unfamiliar equipment, Yumin showed no sign of agitation—his expression remained unchanged. Seeing this steadied Jiwon's nerves bit by bit.

[I will now explain the mission details. Participating player Lee Yumin, please secure participating player Kang Jiwon's two arms and two legs to the mission table.]

"Jiwon, need a hand?"

"No, I can get up there myself."

As Jiwon climbed onto the gynecological exam table for the first time, a wave of tension washed over her. This wasn't a hospital, of course, but the unfamiliar medical equipment was enough to set her on edge. She positioned her arms on the armrests and her legs in the stirrups, which naturally spread her thighs apart.

She had bared herself and spread her legs for Yumin before, but the feeling was entirely different this time. Back then, it had been embarrassment; now, it was humiliation.

Once Yumin confirmed Jiwon was securely in place, he fastened the restraining belts around her arms on the armrests and her legs in the stirrups. It wasn't that he wanted to bind her tightly—the belts simply didn't adjust any looser. They cinched her limbs with enough force to cause a slight ache.

As Jiwon swallowed her humiliation, the realization that Yumin had firmly restrained her to the exam table, stripping away her freedom of movement, stirred an unfamiliar emotion from deep within her chest. It was something she'd never felt before—a tingling deep in her lower abdomen. And despite no prior caressing, she could feel her depths gradually growing wet.

[One vaginal creampie inside participating player Kang Jiwon by participating player Lee Yumin, one anal insertion creampie. Time limit: 1 hour. Penalty for mission failure: All Paradise participants banned from using the square for 3 days.]

[Then, please begin the mission.]

"Anal... insertion..."

Jiwon, who had been a virgin until arriving in Paradise, had no experience with anal penetration. To her, it was as shocking as losing her virginity to a creampie.

"Jiwon, I'm starting then."

"...Yeah."

The mission table wasn't just visually similar to a gynecological exam table—it functioned identically, down to the high-end features. It allowed adjustments for height, backrest angle, armrest position, and stirrup angle.

Yumin first adjusted the table's height to align perfectly with his cock for penetrating Jiwon's pussy. The backrest and armrests needed no tweaking, so he left them. Finally, he spread the stirrups wide, fully exposing her legs.

Squatting between her thighs, he began licking her vulva. When he'd previewed this mission yesterday, his initial thought was why use an exam table instead of a bed? It seemed perfectly doable on a regular mattress. But now, seeing and using it with Jiwon strapped in, he realized how wrong he was.

The downside compared to a bed was the complete restraint, which immobilized the woman and prevented any voluntary caresses. With her arms bound, no handjobs; with her legs fixed, no footjobs. Yumin had been quite satisfied with the footjob from Jiwon's pretty feet in their previous mission, so this was a real disappointment. Oral might be possible with angle adjustments, but it would be cumbersome. Position changes were impossible—missionary was essentially enforced, with minor variations via backrest and stirrup tweaks.

On the plus side for the man, thrusting was far easier. The height adjustment allowed effortless standing penetration at the perfect level. Spreading and fixing the legs at any angle without effort was another boon. Considering the anal requirement, the table fully exposed the anus, making finger insertion during vaginal thrusting straightforward.

And an unexpected advantage: Jiwon was getting wet faster than during vanilla bed sex. Her pussy was already damp before he started, and as he parted her labia minora to lick the soft flesh within, her juices flowed copiously.

Among sexual paraphilias was BDSM—Bondage, Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism, Masochism. Jiwon seemed to have a bondage kink. She'd likely gotten aroused the moment she was strapped down, and his brief ministrations had her soaked enough for penetration.

Yumin could have entered her pussy right then, but he held back. Success required two goals: vaginal creampie and anal creampie. Rushing the vaginal one to move to anal would waste time; better to prep her ass while building to the vaginal climax.

He pulled his tongue from her pussy and admired the anus just below. It was impeccably clean—impossible to imagine as an excretory organ. Surrounded by faint radial wrinkles in a pale hue, the tight hole looked almost cute. Yumin ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠spread it wide with both hands; the hidden pink interior was even cleaner.

Unconsciously, he extended his tongue and licked it, savoring each wrinkle before probing inside.

"Ahh... Yumin, stop. It's dirty..."

"Not dirty at all. No joke—it's really clean. And tasteless."

Just being rimmed mortified Jiwon, but hearing him comment on the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠taste pushed her over the edge. Her haughty expression crumbled, her face flushing crimson.

"Hngh... Seriously... Driving me crazy... Haaah... Stop licking..."

Ignoring her pleas, Yumin relentlessly tongued her anus. Restrained as she was, she couldn't stop him. While rimming, he slid his index and middle fingers into her pussy and stirred.

"Ahng... Ahhngh... Ahh... Hnggh..."

The dual stimulation overwhelmed her, especially amplified by her bondage. Yumin withdrew his pussy-slick fingers, now coated in her juices, and gently massaged her anal wrinkles before slowly inserting one into the tight ring. Her natural lubrication helped, but her virgin asshole resisted fiercely.

He started with just his index finger, thrusting and twisting to dilate it. Once it loosened slightly, he added his middle finger and continued expanding. Now it could take two fingers, though still tight. But accommodating his thick cock would require more time and prep.

Yumin changed tactics. Forcing full anal penetration and creampie now seemed impractical. He could brute-force it, but not with Jiwon—unlike Nam Sangmi or Han Mikyung. Better: penetrate her pussy for the vaginal creampie, keep thrusting to build arousal, then finish in her ass. Even just the glans in her anus would count.

This spared her body and optimized efficiency. With a plan set, he acted swiftly. Though he hadn't received any service, licking and fingering ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had half-erected his cock. Gripping it, he rubbed the glans against her slick folds. The warm, sticky juices and soft inner flesh quickly brought him to full hardness.

He thrust into her pussy. It clenched and kneaded him greedily. Her cool first impression belied her growing cuteness, her pretty face, her slender, elegant figure. Utterly incomparable to Nam Sangmi three days prior—like moonlight versus a firefly. The somewhat tainted sex with Nam Sangmi felt cleansed the instant he entered ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Jiwon.

As he pumped her pussy, Yumin caressed her restrained thighs with both hands, alternately spreading and closing the stirrups.

"Ahh... Ahh... Ahngh... Ungh..."

This was unexpectedly fun and convenient. Minimal effort adjusted and fixed her leg spread. The varying angles altered her pussy's grip and penetration depth, delivering fresh thrills each time.

Yumin spread the stirrups nearly 180 degrees. Jiwon was quite flexible; even at that extreme, she didn't complain of pain.