Rampage (1)
It was late in the evening.
They hadn't trained at all that day. Jung Sujin simply wasn't in the mood. Instead, she sat in meditation, laying out plan after plan for everything that was about to happen.
When she was finished, she set out with her colleagues, bound for somewhere she did not want to go.
"Is there really… no other way?"
She muttered the words, but reality did not change. The only thing that moved was the car, rumbling and jolting toward a destination she dreaded.
"Unni…"
"Shh, Sujin. This is the time to conserve your strength. Rest while you can."
"Okay…"
An expensive-looking black sedan rolled endlessly through the streets of downtown Daejeon. Behind the wheel was none other than Kim Yerin.
Victoria and Baek Hanyoung both had licenses of their own, but she had insisted on driving. The act itself — personally delivering these precious females to her Master as tribute — was enough to fill Kim Yerin with delight.
"We're here."
The car drove and drove until it pulled up in front of a hotel. One glance was enough to know that a single night's stay would cost a fortune.
Kim Yerin steered with practiced ease and parked in front of the lobby. A staff member who recognized her face took the keys from her hand.
"I reserved a room in the VIP suite."
"Ah, yes! I'll get you the key card. A staff member will escort you up."
Having been briefed in advance, the employee looked at Kim Yerin and kept his mouth shut about anything unnecessary.
God, I'm so jealous…
What the hell did a man named Baek Sehyun even do for a living, that he got to share a room with beauties who made you gasp just looking at them — and five of them, no less?
I'd be happy just eating a meal with girls like that. Ahh! I'm so jealous!
After handing the car off to a man quietly drowning in inferiority at the sight of an alpha male's life, the members of Dugun Dugun Heart Attack followed the staff inside.
As the elevator climbed, floor by floor, Jung Sujin's heartbeat grew louder and louder.
Once we get there, I…
She almost wished the thing would freeze in place and stay like this forever.
But of course it didn't. The elevator reached the top floor without the slightest mercy.
"Let's get off."
Kim Yerin closed her hand tightly around Jung Sujin's.
"Unni…!"
Sujin assumed the grip was meant to calm her down. That guess was not even close. This was not comfort. It was an emergency measure — a way to make sure she didn't dare turn and run.
The two of them walked to the largest VIP suite at the end of the hall.
To think we'd actually make it this far.
It had taken a very long time. If the girl hadn't been so painfully naive, luring her into this trap would have been genuinely difficult. Every last seasoning had been applied. All that remained was to sink her teeth into this delicious meal.
"You've all prepared yourselves… mentally, right?"
"Yes!"
Jung Sujin nodded. Kim Yerin smiled faintly at that and stepped up to the door. She knocked with the back of her hand, without the slightest hesitation.
"May we come in?"
"Sure."
A familiar voice. Where had she heard it before?
The host bar…?
No matter how she listened, that youthful voice belonged to that man. There was no way she could be wrong. She was a first-rate idol. Sound was how she made her living — she could identify a voice from a single word.
"The person inside… I think I know him."
"What?"
"I think Baek Seongyeon is in there."
It felt like her heart had dropped straight through the floor. Kim Yerin, however, didn't so much as blink.
Baek Sehyun's disguise was so precise that even she couldn't see through it unless she was told in advance — a skill effect, of course. Jung Sujin might have been an S-class superhuman with exceptional eyesight, but that wouldn't be enough to pierce something this refined. Kim Yerin steadied herself, then looked at the girl with a warm, easy smile.
"There's no way that's true, Sujin. Are you feeling sick?"
"…No. It's not that."
"Sounds to me like you're not quite ready for this job yet…"
"No! I'm fine! Let's go in. Right now!"
She drew a short breath, then pushed the hotel room door open and stepped inside.
After all that hesitation, the door finally swung wide, and Jung Sujin and her members filed in. Baek Sehyun, who had been sitting on the sofa, startled for a fraction of a second — then composed his face as if nothing had happened.
"Please, come in, ladies."
He set his glass down with a sharp clack. The liquid inside was brown, but it wasn't whiskey. It was barley tea. He'd considered pouring beer for the atmosphere, but the smell alone made his head spin, so barley tea it was.
"You've come as requested. Hmm. And who is that?"
"Jung Sujin. I brought her because I thought you'd be pleased."
"Hmm."
He tipped back the barley tea he'd poured in advance and drained it in a few hard swallows. His throat was burning. Kim Yerin watched him, a faint smile on her lips, and led the members forward to stand before him. She lifted her chin and met his eyes.
"We've received the money. You may do as you wish."
They hadn't received a single won, but Sehyun grinned as though they absolutely had, and gave his fingers a lazy little wiggle.
"Well then. I don't believe we have time to waste. Jung Sujin — you will stay still until I give you an order."
"Yes…"
Baek Sehyun straightened his back and looked at her.
Today. By the end of today, he would have Jung Sujin's pussy.
I really hate this kind of acting… it's so awkward. I feel like I've turned into a complete villain.
But what needed doing needed doing. His brow twitched as he held out the empty glass. Victoria moved at once, pouring more of the "liquor" — barley tea in disguise. He forced a smile, groped a handful of Victoria's chest, and knocked the glass back. A rich, toasty barley aroma bloomed across his tongue.
"Hooo… that's nice."
Han Yuri stepped in front of him, then slowly bent at the waist and drew his zipper down. She took his already-hard cock into her mouth.
Haaah… the thick shaft pushed into her throat. The feeling was surreal. The woman who used to beat him senseless was playing along with this ridiculous farce.
"Ah, that's good. But go a little deeper, would you?"
He wrapped his hands around both of Han Yuri's horns and pulled her forward. How many times had those horns stabbed him? Now they were nothing more than handles for a blowjob.
Her pupils blew wide. Tears beaded and trembled in those enormous eyes. An incomprehensible thrill of conquest surged up through his chest. Dopamine detonated behind his eyes.
"We'll take care of you too."
"Mmm."
Kim Yerin and Baek Hanyoung took their places at his sides. Their hands moved over his body with devoted care, and they offered him their lips.
They're actually doing it. Without a single word of protest… have the unnis been doing this kind of thing all along, like it was nothing?
Something didn't add up.
They had only become members of Dugun Dugun Heart Attack a few days ago. There hadn't even been time for any kind of relationship with the people upstairs to form. They hadn't held a single performance — most people didn't even know they were new members.
Which meant this should have been their first time doing anything like this. Jung Sujin never caught that contradiction. She believed every word, because Kim Yerin — the first person she'd ever really thought of as a friend — had told her so.
The unnis are working so hard. I… I should do something too.
The leader of Dugun Dugun Heart Attack was Jung Sujin. If she sat there and did nothing, what did that make her? A disgrace. Disqualified.
"U-um!"
"?"
"I… I want to do something for you too…"
"Is that so. Then."
Jung Sujin stepped forward. What could she even do? Now that she was here, she realized how little experience she actually had. There was almost nothing she knew how to offer.
"As I understand it, you have quite the reputation when it comes to dancing and singing."
"Yes!"
"I'd like you to dance for me. Ah — and take your clothes off first."
A cruel command, without a shred of mercy. For a girl who had never once been naked in front of a man, it was far too extreme to simply accept.
"Understood…"
And yet she didn't hesitate. If anything, her heart began to hammer, hard and fast and wild.
A small sound slipped from Jung Sujin's beautiful lips. She loosened her body by degrees, then began to roll her hips in a slow, easy twist. The hem of her skirt swayed. Her enormous breasts shifted with the motion. Baek Sehyun's gaze locked onto her and did not move. The lines of a first-rate idol's dancing were, without question, something else.
"Hmm…"
He had the faintest sense that something was off. He hadn't expected her to come on this strong. Still — things were moving in the right direction, and he knew it. While he thought that, Jung Sujin bent her knees and rolled her hips in a wide, deliberate circle.
Every time her ass moved, his filthy stare lingered there. Her dancing grew bolder by the second. At last, she stripped off her top and threw it aside.
"Today, I shall dance for you. Just for you, sir."
She murmured it with a wink. But the winking eye trembled.
Slowly, steadily, the wildness that had been sleeping beneath Jung Sujin's surface was beginning to wake.
Her rampage was not far off.