Taming the Mad Dog
"Good work today, Chae-eun. See you tomorrow after clocking out."
"Yes! Guild Master! Have a good evening!"
Clack, clack. The crisp sound of heels paused briefly in front of the elevator, then gradually faded away. Hearing the elevator ding, Lee Chae-eun shut down her computer and started packing her things.
"The guild master is heading out early today..."
It was 6 p.m. The standard quitting time for office workers. Yuseong Guild, structured like a company, followed the principle of 9-to-6 shifts. But like any corporate life, it wasn't always that straightforward. If guild hunters were on critical missions, overnight stays at the office were routine, sometimes stretching into full weeks. With Guild Master Shin Ji-hye—the guild's top powerhouse—leading by example, most other hunters and staff rarely got to leave on time either.
"And there's a mission underway..."
That was why the guild's on-site dorms rivaled a five-star hotel. The cafeteria and café ran 24/7. For Lee Chae-eun, who'd braced for another all-nighter, it was a relief—but it nagged at her too. Three S-rank team leaders and thirty team members under them were deployed on VIP protection for a foreign dignitary visiting Korea. They were the guild's elite, and other guilds had hunters on it too, so risks were minimal...
"......"
Still. It felt off that Shin Ji-hye, who'd stick around for even minor ops to guard the guild, was clocking out this early.
Grabbing her bag, Lee Chae-eun dashed to the elevator.
Ding!
The exclusive elevator for top execs like the guild master and high-rank hunters. As a fresh hire not even a year in, she could use it only because she was slated for S-rank promotion.
"...Come to think of it, doesn't Hunter Yoo Sung use this elevator too?"
Not always. He'd taken the regular one with staff that morning. But he often rode this one when visiting the guild master's office. Meaning he had access privileges too.
...Why was Yoo Sung popping into her head out of nowhere?
Probably because she'd witnessed that scene this morning...
-Ding.
Lost in thought, the elevator reached the underground parking garage. The express ride was quick. As Shin Ji-hye's security detail—did she even need one?—Lee Chae-eun always parked near her boss's car. Heading to her spot, she spotted a shadow and instinctively ducked behind a pillar.
'Guild Master... and Hunter Yoo Sung.'
Why hide? She couldn't say, but it felt right. The vibe between the two standing by the guild master's car was anything but ordinary...
Lee Chae-eun waited for them to get in and drive off, but the sight before her made her blurt out in shock.
"...Huh?"
Realizing she'd made a sound, she clamped her mouth shut. Had they heard? From their mood and what they were doing, probably not. If they had...
Yoo Sung Hunter wouldn't still be groping the guild master's ass.
'You two are really... dating...'
A sticky, embracing kiss. A silver thread stretched between them. The kiss lasted nearly three full minutes, with the guild master clinging desperately to Yoo Sung Hunter.
"Haa..."
She knew she shouldn't watch, but her eyes wouldn't budge. Finally, they parted and got in the car. It was the guild master's ride, but Yoo Sung took the driver's seat. Door shut, engine on.
Maybe...
Thick tint hid whatever happened inside. Mana sight could pierce it, but that'd alert the guild master to her presence.
"Ah... wow..."
Only after the car peeled out could Lee Chae-eun emerge from behind the pillar and approach her own vehicle.
......A puddle glistened where the guild master had stood. Too sticky for water, and it even smelled sweet.
"Haa..."
For a fresh-out-of-college newbie like Lee Chae-eun, it was overwhelming.
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"Where we headed...?"
The second clock-out hit, I'd texted Shin Ji-hye to meet me in the garage. I don't own a car—walk to work, and borrow company wheels if needed. Hers was some obscenely expensive foreign import, the kind that parts Red Sea traffic in clogged Seoul streets.
"Department store."
"Depart...ment store? Why?"
After that makeout session and groping her ass, Shin Ji-hye was out of it. Forgot her seatbelt, so I buckled her in. Not that she needed it with her regen, but watching it nestle between those tits was worth it.
"To buy you clothes."
"Me...?"
"Yeah."
I tilted her chin up as she gazed at me, puzzled.
"Gonna dress you up however the fuck I want. Try on everything. And I'll charge it to your card."
"You crazy bastard...♥ That card wasn't for... haak?!"
I grabbed her tit hard as she mouthed off. That damn daughter of hers—I mean Lee Seon-yul, Kim Hee-jeong, and Choi Mi-ra—had spent all day flaunting around me, so this was her assignment.
"Your body's mine, your money's mine, you fucking slut."
"Ah...♥"
"Dressing up a doll—gotta ask the doll's permission?"
Squish squish. At the light, I kneaded her tits then gripped the wheel again.
"Ah..."
Shin Ji-hye let out a needy sigh, resting her hand on my arm.
"What're you doing, you crazy bitch? I'm driving."
"...This has autopilot...♥"
Click. She hit the button on the dash, and the car took over. Unbelievable. My hands were suddenly free.
"Tell me sooner if it has this shit, you slut."
"Hyak!"
I smacked her plump thigh. Not a pained groan, but an aroused one—total masochist.
'Well, she's always been...'
Shin Ji-hye's suicide fantasies were mostly passive. This reaction stemmed from that impulse—nothing weird there.
'Gonna train her this way.'
In the smoothly cruising car, I groped her thigh while plotting. Train Shin Ji-hye to need me and no one else. Block her suicidal urges from that ruin-lust, make her dependent, crave getting fucked by me over societal suicide.
"Legs up."
"...H-huh?"
"Up, I said."
I slipped off her heels and propped her stocking-clad legs on the dash for her.
"Hngut..."
Stroking her killer legs, I spread them slow. Enough room for my hand in between.
"S-someone might see...♥"
"Who peeks inside while driving?"
Her hand twitched toward the window button. I shot mine to her crotch.
"Hngut...!"
Thick tint blocked views. Mana sight might work, but I'd sense it. No window down, no problem.
Still, her hand hesitated toward the button, like her brain knew but body craved exposure.
"Oh yeah?"
Squelch...
Pre-cum from earlier made her soaked. Dripping wet.
"Gonna open the window? Go ahead. Then you're just an outdoor toy."
"Ah, ah..."
"But I don't share toys."
I pressed hard on her pussy over panties and stockings. Two layers, but her hard clit was easy to find.
"Open it? Lotsa people around—perfect to get caught."
"Ah...♥ Haa...♥"
"Then I'd toss you. Can't use a toy that's been whored out."
Finally, her hand curled back from the button.
"Door unlock?"
"N-no..."
"Say it. 'I'll be your toy. Your exclusive toy.'"
"I-I will... Seong's exclusive toy... ha?!"
I mashed her clit with my thumb as she said my name.
Gush. Soaking through panties and stockings, more leaked out. Sliding my hand under the stockings, I said,
"Call me Master."
"Ah...♥"
"No answer? Tossing you."
"I-I will. Master's... exclusive... toy...♥"
"Good girl."
Twist her ruin-lust my way. Make getting wrecked by me feel more taboo than social suicide. Crashing by my hand a bigger ruin than offing herself publicly.
"Cum once as reward."
"Kyahaak...!!"
Car surged forward as I shoved fingers in, flipping panties aside. Just my index, but her greedy walls clamped down. I stirred the tight flesh.
"Shin Ji-hye."
"Ah...?"
"You move."
Just at the entrance, I whispered.
Her melted face was adorably lost. Force the realization she's offering herself—command harshly.
"Expose your weak spot yourself."
"Hik♥"
"Now."
"O-okay... okay."
"Formal speech."
"O-okay...♥"
Her walls wriggled, slowly swallowing my finger. Hips dipping low, bucking up, nonstop moans.
"Ah... ng! Hnng...♥ Finger... rubbing...♥"
"So?"
"Hik♥"
She ground her insides on my finger, hips twisting—then froze. Body trembling, she lifted to pull away.
"Fucking slut."
My free hand slammed her belly down.
"Kk?!♥"
Lifted hips crashed into the seat. My invading finger mashed her depths. Clenching walls. I hooked the first knuckle and yanked up like ripping her off the seat.
"Ah...♥"
Mangled moan escaped as...
Psssh...
Cum squirted past displaced panties. Stockings soaked, spraying through gaps onto the dash.
"Shin Ji-hye."
"Y-yes...♥"
"Formal, I said."
Haa. I sighed dramatically, crooking my finger again.
"Kkuhaat?!"
Hips bucked, longer squirt splattering the windshield.
"Why pull away?"
"Aah, ahng, ah...♥"
"Answer me!"
"Heuk... hik! Kkiiit?!♥"
One finger-fuck, another squirt.
"I-I just... came a little...♥"
"No formal."
"Hiiik...!!"
"Why'd you pull away?"
"Scared... scared...♥"
"Scared of what?"
Forgot formal again. I paused my finger.
Formal, answer. Simple, but she was too far gone.
Gotta ease her into it slow. Overload, and she'll crave bigger hits.
"Big one's... coming... huge one...♥"
"I didn't order that."
"Ah...♥"
"Said expose your spot—you tried hiding. Naughty."
"S-sorry...♥"
Whiny plea from her lips. She tugged her shirt down, baring her tits, gazing up with desperate eyes.
"Forgive me... please...♥"
"......"
Horns blared, exhausts roared—but they vanished. Still cruising, but her face was too cute to resist.
"Take your punishment first."
"Ah...♥"
We needed quite some time after reaching the department store before Shin Ji-hye and I could step out of the car.