Episode 58. Stage Two, Round One
As Yoo-min stepped out into the Square, his group was waiting for him. But their expressions were markedly different from usual. The nipple piercing from this mission had clearly come as quite a shock.
Among Yoo-min's group right now, the only woman with any piercings at all was Jiwon, who had a single one in her earlobe. For women who had found even earrings too daunting to try, a nipple piercing was an impossibly high hurdle. They probably hadn't even imagined it before.
"Nipple piercing... How are we supposed to do that?"
"It won't come up in another mission, right?"
"It looks like it would hurt so much..."
"Forget the pain— we'd have to keep it in. I could never..."
Naturally, everyone in Yoo-min's group shuddered with fear and revulsion at the thought of piercings. Even the men, like Jeongho, looked queasy.
Watching their reactions, Yoo-min felt truly relieved. If anyone in the group had shown interest in getting a nipple piercing, he would have been at a real loss. He hoped none of them—not even Minseo, who had been a target in the first mission—would get caught up in it. He wanted to protect them from a piercing mission.
But on the flip side, how absurd would it have been if someone in the group had actually shown interest and wanted to do it? Yoo-min was glad to realize his thoughts weren't just selfish—they reflected everyone's feelings.
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All Paradise participants, please gather in the Square.
As mission time arrived, Angel's announcement prompted everyone to leave their private rooms and head to the Square. Yoo-min arrived first and scanned the crowd gathering there. Among them was Seonjeong, dragging her feet toward the Square. She clutched the front of her shirt, tugging it gently as she walked. Her nipples, still recovering from the piercing's aftereffects, must have been stinging every time the fabric brushed against them.
Imagining the ring-shaped piercings dangling from her nipples beneath that shirt, Yoo-min felt a surge of heat in his groin.
Participants: Lee Yumin, Kang Jiwon.
Participants, enter the Mission Room and undress.
Once everyone had gathered in the Square, Angel called out the mission participants. Jiwon glanced at Yoo-min before heading to the Mission Room. Yoo-min followed her inside.
There was no gynecological exam table like in their previous mission—just a plain, ordinary bed. But the items on it were anything but ordinary: two sets of restraints made of belts connected by chains, and a single blindfold.
Jiwon's eyes trembled slightly as she stared at the restraints. She hadn't even been touched or caressed by Yoo-min yet, but just seeing them made heat pool between her legs.
Yoo-min and Jiwon began undressing beside the bed. Jiwon felt embarrassed exposing her gradually wetting pussy to him, so she clamped her thighs together and covered it with her palm.
Participant Lee Yumin, restrain participant Kang Jiwon's left wrist and left ankle, then right wrist and right ankle using the restraints. Equip the blindfold.
Then, achieve 2 successful creampies inside participant Kang Jiwon. Time limit: 30 minutes.
Penalty: 3-day ban from Square access for mission participants.
"Jiwon, hop on the bed and lie down."
"Okay..."
Jiwon climbed onto the bed slowly and lay flat. Yoo-min examined the restraints and blindfold. The leather cuffs had adjustable buckles, and the chains connecting the two belts were short—about 10 cm. The blindfold was a standard sleep mask.
"Alright, I'm tying you up."
"...Yeah."
Following Angel's instructions, Yoo-min fastened the belts around Jiwon's left ankle and left wrist, tightening the buckles securely. He did the same to her right side. Her legs naturally spread into an M-shape, fully exposing the pussy she'd tried so hard to hide as it glistened with arousal.
Yoo-min fitted the blindfold over her eyes next. Jiwon's breathing grew noticeably rougher.
He reached between her legs, sliding his fingers into the vertical slit and stroking up and down. Slick love juices coated his fingertips. Yoo-min hadn't even properly caressed her yet, but she was already soaked. It reminded him of their last mission, when he'd restrained her on the exam table—she clearly got excited by being bound.
"Jiwon, why are you wet already?"
He kneaded one of her breasts with one hand and whispered low into her ear. Her body twitched lightly.
"I'm not... Ah... Yeah, I showered before coming here."
"Liar... This isn't just water. It's from getting turned on, isn't it?"
To prove it, Yoo-min scooped up her juices and smeared them across her breast.
"That's..."
"Jiwon, you get excited when you're tied up, huh?"
"......"
Her face flushed crimson. It was mortifying that Yoo-min had uncovered this secret kink she hadn't even fully acknowledged herself. Until Paradise, Jiwon had been a lesbian. Or at least, she still found herself drawn to the cute, pretty women in the group. She'd not only preferred women but actively enjoyed sex with them—and always took the dominant, masculine role.
But somewhere along the line, sex with Yoo-min had awakened something new. Instead of leading, she thrilled at being led. And that peaked when he restrained her. Just being tied up by him made her body burn.
"Who knew the proud, icy Jiwon had a hidden taste like this?"
"No... It's not..."
"Be honest. We're doing this anyway—might as well enjoy it together."
"Nngh... Fine..."
The once-stuttering, innocent Yoo-min cornering her like this was driving her mad. But even as her mind reeled, her body only grew hotter.
Yoo-min slid his hand back between her legs, roughly rubbing her swelling clit.
"Ah! Hnngh! Nngh..."
No matter how she tried to play it cool, her body betrayed her with honest moans. Love juices overflowed, soaking the sheets—no more foreplay needed for penetration.
Yoo-min straddled her chest, tilting her head back and easing his hardening cock into her mouth. He gripped her head with both hands, thrusting his hips to fuck her warm, wet mouth. The sensation of her soft breasts pressing against his ass from below felt incredible too.
Now he moved between her legs. The restraints held her perfectly positioned for entry. He pushed his fully erect cock into her pussy. Her drenched folds welcomed his thick shaft, the tight grip and velvety walls blending perfectly. He thrust slowly, savoring it.
"Aaah... Ahhn... Aaaang..."
Everything felt amplified for Jiwon. The restraints heightened her arousal, and the blindfold blocked her sight, sharpening every sensation. It sparked her imagination—she felt like Yoo-min was forcing her. All of it made her erogenous zones hypersensitive, turning his thrusts into waves of intense pleasure.
Yoo-min pushed her thighs toward her belly, driving deeper.
"Aaaang... Ang... Aaahaang..."
His cock stabbed her womb with each thrust, drawing louder moans. Without restraints, she might have muffled them with her hand or the sheets. But now, she was utterly exposed—not just naked, but emotionally bare.
"Aaaa... Ahhnn... Hnngh..."
She climaxed hard, writhing in ecstasy, but the bonds limited her to pathetic squirms.
With only 30 minutes, Yoo-min sped up for his first release. As climax built, he pinned her thighs flat and buried himself root-deep, flooding her with cum.
He pulled out, flipped her over. The same-side restraints forced her face-down, ass up in doggy position—perfect for pounding.
Yoo-min gripped her hips and plunged back in. No time to waste on round two; he went fast from the start.
"Ang... Hnng... Nngh!"
Still sensitive from orgasm, her pussy clenched greedily around him, sending shivers of pleasure through his cock. But he didn't slow—grabbing her ass cheeks hard, he pounded even faster.
It wasn't just Jiwon who got extra thrill from the bondage. Fucking her restrained form fueled Yoo-min's visual and conquest-driven lust, amplifying his pleasure.
"Aaaang... Aaang... Ahhnnngh..."
Jiwon lost herself in back-to-back orgasms, drool pooling unnoticed at her lips. Even if she knew, she couldn't wipe it away.
Yoo-min didn't drag it out. He accepted the mounting pleasure and unleashed another load, jetting deep against her womb.
Congratulations! Lee Yumin and Kang Jiwon each receive 10 points.
The mission was over, but the afterglow lingered. Yoo-min savored it a moment before dressing. Once clothed, he unbound her wrists and ankles, removing the blindfold.
Jiwon hadn't recovered yet. Her freed limbs splayed limply on the bed, her unfocused eyes glazed over.
Yoo-min sat her up, dressed her, and led her out of the Mission Room back to the Square.