67. Stage Two, Round Two
For Han Mikyung, sex was either a way to derive pleasure or a means to earn money. Things like sharing love with someone she cared for or getting pregnant for the sake of procreation—sex's original purposes—were secondary concerns at best.
To her, as long as a man could either pleasure her or compensate her adequately with goods in return, she had no qualms about it, no matter if he was a total stranger or had a massive age gap. In this freedomless, monotonous hellhole called Paradise, sex through missions was her one and only source of joy and hobby.
Mikyung had slept with every surviving male participant in Paradise. Among them, her time with Yumin stood out as the absolute favorite.
Up until now, she'd bedded friends, older brothers, uncles, grandpas, and even young boys—all for pleasure or cash. But Yumin was the only one who'd thrust so powerfully deep, piercing untouched territories and opening new frontiers within her.
Moreover, entering Stage 2 meant points as a reward for sex. Pleasure and money? It was the closest thing to Mikyung's ideal of sex.
Normally, she would've reveled in it with Yumin, shaking her hips and waist the moment his massive cock plunged in, doing everything to heighten the sensation.
But not now. Her pierced clitoris hurt so badly she could barely move.
She couldn't even shift herself, let alone anything else. Every time Yumin's cock drove into her pussy, the piercing ring through her clit swayed naturally, sending dull throbs of pain deep into her lower belly.
At least he wasn't pounding her fiercely. If Yumin really went at it, slamming deep with that girthy monster, her belly would bulge visibly with each thrust.
Like it or not, Mikyung was a post-"surgery" patient right now. Yumin modulated his intensity accordingly, thrusting steadily and mechanically to ensure mission success.
Tickling the soles of someone with a splitting headache doesn't erase the head pain. Slapping the butt during a shot disperses the sting but doesn't eliminate it.
Mikyung's clit agony was separate, but Yumin's cock spearing her womb stirred pleasure nonetheless. And as time passed, that pleasure swelled, overpowering the pain...
"Ahhng... Ahhng... Aaaahhng..."
Moans spilled from her lips—some from pain, most from uncontainable ecstasy.
In SM play, pain and pleasure are a paper-thin divide. The right dose of pain amplifies bliss.
Spanking past a point becomes assault, but calibrated strikes turn torment to thrill. Mikyung's pierced clit pain had crossed that threshold, morphing into pleasure.
Yumin sensed the shift. He wasn't great at reading women's minds, but bodies? He had a gift—one honing rapidly through Paradise's bizarre missions.
From tentative motions, he ramped up, gripping her thighs and thrusting upward, scraping fiercely against her front vaginal wall.
"Ahng... Ahng... Aaaahng..."
Mikyung kneaded her own breasts, moaning loudly, her hips and waist twitching involuntarily. No trace of pain lingered—only rapture.
With her fully engaged, Yumin gripped her pelvis, yanking her onto his savage thrusts. Each deep plunge to her womb rocked her body, jiggling the clit ring for a cocktail of pain-laced pleasure.
"Aaaahng... Ahh... Ahng... Aaaaahng..."
Her pussy clenched hard, hips bucking wildly. She'd conquered the pain, cresting into orgasm.
Yumin, building steadily, couldn't hold back against her intensified grip. His first load of the day erupted powerfully against her womb walls.
Spent, he withdrew. Mikyung shuddered, low moans escaping even without him inside.
Congratulations! Participant Lee Yumin and Participant Han Mikyung each receive 10 points.
Participant Han Mikyung must not remove the clitoris piercing at any time while in Paradise.
All Paradise participants, please return to your personal rooms.
Yumin gathered his clothes and dressed. He'd already given her the ointments and meds—nothing left to do. He turned and headed to the square.
His waiting companions wore unusually complex expressions.
The nipple piercing mission had shocked them as a first, but this second time felt more acclimated. Still, confusion lingered—not just adaptation.
Comprehension eluded them on multiple fronts, straining their poker faces. And Mikyung's blatant ecstasy played a part.
Make that the biggest factor. The women could imagine clit piercing's agony without trying it. Yet Mikyung moaned in pleasure—maybe even more intensely.
It sowed doubt: Does it not hurt that much? Does it actually feel good?
"Yumina, good work."
"No, Jeongho hyung."
"Yumin... piercings... where'd you learn this stuff?"
Jeongho broached it awkwardly, voicing the group's curiosity.
It was natural. They'd overlooked the first nipple piercing as a fluke, but Yumin aced two in a row flawlessly. Anyone not in the piercing trade would fumble in panic.
Yet Yumin stayed cool, prepared—like he'd prepped for this.
"No, I've never learned it."
"Seemed awfully skilled... Have you done it before?"
"No, first time since Paradise... It's not that..."
Yumin nearly spilled about researching via Angel and the lounge PC—exposing his preview privilege.
"Just... stumbled on it online once..."
The women eyed him coldly at the hasty excuse. Yumin felt like a perv, digging himself deeper.
Admitting casual searches for nipple and clit piercings? His sexuality was on trial. Cold sweat beaded; no good comeback surfaced.
"Alright, it's late. Let's head to our rooms."
Jeongho's save. Crisis averted—for now. Yumin pondered clearing the air long-term.
Mikyung, post-orgasm haze fading, finally rose from bed. Tilting forward sent a thrilling jolt from her pierced clit—pain? Pleasure? Indistinguishable.
She dressed slowly, checking the ointments in her pocket. The square was deserted.
Walking panty-less, fabric teased her clit and ring with every step. She froze once, but yearned for her bed.
Resuming, the friction intensified. She sped up, stimulation surging spine-to-brain in electric bliss.
She collapsed, pussy gushing a mighty squirt. Soaked pants, body limp in aftershocks.
"Ahh... Too sensitive... gonna lose my mind..."
Only after ages could she stagger to her room.
Yumin sweated bullets over days in the open square, dispelling misconceptions. He wasn't a piercing-obsessed freak; he just didn't favor women altering their natural beauty with tattoos or piercings.
He dreaded them "for his sake" showing up pierced. His efforts mostly worked—they eyed him suspiciously but relented.
Exhausting days for Yumin.
"Preview privilege, please."
Please view the wall.
♥ Participants: Son Hojun. Mun Seonjeong.
♥ Mission: Male participant performs rimming (anilingus) on female for 10+ minutes → Male inserts anally and ejaculates once.
♥ Time Limit: 30 minutes
♥ Failure Penalty: Mission participants "DEATH"
Paradise missions taught Yumin obscure sex terms. Today's was another: "rimming."
"Angel, what's rimming?"
Cunnilingus is pleasuring a woman's genitals with lips, tongue, teeth, etc.
Rimming, or anilingus, is the same but for the anus.
Commonly slang as "ass-kissing" or "shit-licking."