Ahyun Therapy (3)
"Ugh."
My head throbbed. A sharp pain made a groan escape my lips on its own.
Melissa irritably opened her eyes amid the pounding headache. It was still dark—nighttime, probably—and her vision was blurry, so she blinked rapidly to chase away the sleep.
Where's the painkiller?
Her head hurt, but her whole body ached too, like she'd been beaten up by someone. I should get a massage today, she thought as she tried to sit up and look for the pills.
"Mmph!? Mmmph!!"
But she couldn't move.
What the hell? Why am I tied up like this?
The truth, missed amid the headache and drowsiness: her body was bound tight by something!
And she was lying on a freezing cold floor, ropes digging into her skin all over.
It hurts!
She'd slept in beds her whole life, so the hard cement felt alien and agonizing. The only things around were the cold gray floor and faint light seeping from a tiny window the size of a hand.
Even more shocking: her mouth was stuffed with something round and too big to swallow, taped shut tight. No screaming for help.
Whoever it was had immobilized her perfectly, blocking everything.
Who?
Terror and fear surged as her limbs lay useless. Using her only free part—her eyes—she scanned the dim light.
The place was a narrow warehouse with just a steel door and a chair on the gray cement floor—someone had cleared it out on purpose. On the chair by the door sat a random pink teddy bear doll.
But it only mocked her desperation. The cute pink bear was irrelevant right now.
Blinking to fight the panic, Melissa panted and racked her brain.
Kidnapped?
Given her wealth, it wasn't impossible. The question was how.
Through the throbbing pain, she recalled what she'd been doing before blacking out.
Bianca! Right, I was drinking wine with Bianca. She called me over saying she had something to say about Haesol, then pushed the wine on me... and after that?
No memory. It cut off clean after the wine.
Bianca wouldn't just dump her drunk ass anywhere, so this made no sense. And if Melissa was kidnapped, Bianca—more valuable—wouldn't be unscathed.
If Bianca was taken too, the family will move.
Abandoned by the family, no one would care if Melissa died. But Bianca? Her disappearance would blow up fast, and the elders wouldn't let it slide.
Melissa just had to lie low and profit when Bianca got rescued—herself included.
That's why she couldn't fully cut ties with the family. They fixed messes she couldn't handle.
Bound and helpless, all she could do was endure until it resolved.
One hour... two... three...
"Mmmph!! Mmmpphh!!"
When the hell are they coming?!
No kidnapper showed. She was losing it. Her mouth froze to the floor, she needed the bathroom, her stomach growled. Even a word from them would help.
Why kidnap me just to ignore me?
Wronged and miserable, tears welled up.
"Hnngh... hnngh... hnnngh...!"
Help! Anyone?! Someone's here!! Save me!! Please!!
Spoiled Melissa had a low pain threshold. Enduring bound on cold cement was torture.
Worst: holding in bodily functions.
I'm gonna burst!!
She remembered drinking a lot with Bianca. Hearing about her declaration of war on Jin Haesol, Bianca got her blackout drunk on wine.
Her bladder was at its limit. Cold sweat poured; her mouth dried out. She clenched with all her might...
Shhhii—
"Hnnngh...!"
She couldn't hold it. Wet thighs. Indescribable disgust, shame, fear, rage—tears flowed.
And then—
Kreeeeak!!
Right after she gave up and soiled herself, the heavy steel door swung open.
Bright light flooded the warehouse. Desperate, Melissa writhed to see the kidnapper's face.
If she knew them, she could talk, stall.
Stay calm! Don't provoke—if I endure...
"Sorry, sorry! Took forever cleaning up. Rushed plan had too many screw-ups. What a hassle."
"!!!!"
The casual voice shattered her calm.
The intruder wasn't who she expected. Too familiar a voice, no reason for this.
She knew the kidnapper's name, face, address!
Her mind went blank.
Why?
"Mmm!! Mmmpph!!! Mmmphh!!!!! Mmph!!"
Seeing the kidnapper, fear turned to rage, contempt, murderous impulse.
This crossed the line. Even if she'd gone after her man, this retaliation was excessive.
No laughing this off.
Waiting for the kidnapper, she'd already pissed herself pathetically.
I'll never forgive you!!
Blinded by fury, Melissa missed it: this wasn't the "her" she knew.
Bianca—precious to Melissa—was trapped in the pink teddy bear she'd brushed off.
This woman was the pink bear doll, wearing Bianca's shell.
No mercy for Bianca's blood-related little sister in the shell.
She planned to shatter Bianca's spirit this chance.
"Aigoo, couldn't hold it and peed right here?"
The pink bear doll grinned at her shell's sister.
Meanwhile, oblivious to Melissa's plight, I was having a great time with Ahyun.
My self-named Ahyun Therapy.
Petite Ahyun was perfect for lift-and-pound sex; I hoisted her effortlessly, pistoning wildly.
"Heuk, hek! Hak!"
Arms around my neck, she dangled and shook. My nose buried in her nape, inhaling her scent deeply.
Sex with her smell? Pure healing. Hence Ahyun Therapy.
It brought unmatched bliss.
Plus, my new Pleasure Sharing ability made it peak for us both.
No need for "Was it good?" She felt good? I did too. Vice versa.
Can't use it with Boksun noona, though.
Pain-to-pleasure masochist Boksun was the exception. Pleasure for her was agony for me.
Ahyun panted, tongue out, ragged breaths.
Zing—zing—!
I eagerly took her shared pleasure, thrusting harder.
No words needed. She wanted more, not stop!
Pang, pang, pang, pang, pang!
"Ahk! Heung~! Eung! Aang! Haesol... hik!"
"Love it here? Quick pokes like this, right?"
"Y-yeah! Love it, ahk! There... ahut!"
Too long lifting strains her, so before climax, I gently laid her on the bed, legs around my waist, and pistoned at max speed.
Choking gasps from her. Sharing, I groaned uncontrollably.
"Kuh! Ugh! Hoo, eut!"
"Ang... aang... aaaah!"
Best part of Pleasure Sharing: we climax together.
No more awkward mismatches. Her peak triggered mine, and vice versa. Starts and ends synced—sex ends smoothly.
No more 'I'm good, but is she?' stress.
It helped Ahyun too. No more post-sex worries about shortchanging me.
Before: "I could go again..." peeking at me.
Now: bold happiness, like this!
"Hehe, felt so good. Chu! You?"
"Chu chu! Amazing for me too. Proper Ahyun Therapy. Fatigue gone."
Even unaware of my power, she sensed it instinctively. That soulmate eye-contact thing.
Pleasure Sharing bonded us unexpectedly.
"Unnie's off work. Said come here."
"Beer?"
Boksun noona expected heat, but Ahyun was spent. Chicken and beer to stall.
"Missed chicken and beer abroad so bad. Tteokbokki Chicken!"
"Ahang! Really? Can't you get it there?"
"Street stuff doesn't taste like here."
Lucky my world's chicken matches. Long abroad, homesick food would've sucked in a parallel world.
Ahyun ordered Tteokbokki Chicken and cold beer for me.
While waiting for chicken and Boksun noona, we showered off sex sweat. Cleaned room too.
Right on time: chicken arrived with Boksun noona at Ahyun's place.
"Already went a round?"
Wet-haired Ahyun sparked noona's jealousy.
"Couldn't hold back reuniting."
Ahyun started it, but shy—blame me.
"You'd do me too."
"Hehe, devour you on sight. Save for others to steal?"
"See?!"
"Aigoo~ Was gonna shower, but chicken first."
Cold chicken? No way! We demolished two birds sitting.
Noona scarfed hers, said shower after—dragging Ahyun.
"We're prepping, so clean up and bed. No peeking?"
"...Yes."
Winking Boksun noona. Obvious even to idiots.
Big plans.
Taking Ahyun? Threesome scheme.
I recovered fast, groped my lively hips, cleared chicken-beer mess. Brushed teeth at sink, hit bed waiting.
As ordered!