The Lady's Games

"Alright, everyone! Let's start some fun playtime now!"

Yoo Sori hopped lightly off Kim Seonwoo's lap and stood in the center of the room, declaring in a clear, cheerful voice.

"Line up in a row and show me your asses!"

Kang Jihyeon, Han Chae-a, and Lee Sira went pale at the sight, instinctively shrinking back. Meanwhile, Chae Jiyeong, Park Yuna, Do Dayul, and Do Jina (Jihun) looked puzzled at the word "play." The divide between those who knew Yoo Sori's idea of "play" and those who didn't was stark.

Yoo Sori clapped her palms lightly and announced the first game.

"The first game is endurance! I'll touch your pussies, and the one who lasts the longest wins!"

At her words, everyone hesitantly stuck out their asses. Yoo Sori smiled in satisfaction, then tilted her head.

"Hmm... but what about Jina?"

Her gaze landed on the awkward bulge under Do Jihun's maid skirt.

Leaning back on the sofa, Seonwoo chuckled.

"There's a special owner for the puppy right there."

"Ah!"

Yoo Sori clapped and looked at Park Yuna.

"Then Jina can go to Yuna unnie!"

"Got it."

Park Yuna approached Do Jihun with an amused grin, squatting in front of him and grasping his small dick in her hand. She whispered,

"Shall my little doggy play separately with the queen?"

Yoo Sori shouted,

"Let's see how long you last! Begin!"

Park Yuna skillfully started handjobbing Do Jihun. Not even three minutes in, he let out a short "Hngh...!" and trembled, cumming.

"Three minutes!"

Yoo Sori hit the stopwatch and yelled.

"I gotta step it up too!"

She went to Chae Jiyeong first.

"Jiyeong unnie, join in!"

"Oh, this is embarrassing..."

Chae Jiyeong blushed but obediently presented her ass to Yoo Sori.

"Hng... Jiyeong unnie's pussy is always so pretty..."

Yoo Sori's fingers touched between her legs, beginning a soft caress. After ten seconds, an uncontrollable moan escaped Chae Jiyeong's lips.

"Haht...!"

Exactly at one minute, she shuddered and came.

The other women buzzed at the sight.

"What? Already?"

"Came in one minute?"

But Kang Jihyeon, trembling beside her, muttered to herself,

"You wouldn't get it unless you've experienced it..."

Next was Kang Jihyeon. Feeling faint dread, she stammered,

"M-Miss... p-please be gentle..."

But Yoo Sori's touch was merciless, and Kang Jihyeon squirted and collapsed exactly at one minute too.

Now the other slaves realized what was happening, their faces turning fearful. Seonwoo giggled at the scene.

Next was Han Chae-a.

"Hmm, I bet I can send Chae-a unnie off in one hit..."

Yoo Sori joked, then swung her arm like a volleyball player, smacking Han Chae-a's ass full force.

Snap—crack!

"Kya啊啊啊...!!"

Han Chae-a screamed in a mix of pain and moan, squirting and climaxing instantly.

Seonwoo muttered in wonder,

"She holds out longer when I hit her...?"

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He admired Yoo Sori's wrist snap.

Next, Lee Sira. Her face showed fear, but inside she thought, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠'Ah, the miss's fingers... I want to be ravaged by those fingers...' She actually followed Yoo Sori more devotedly than Seonwoo for her ruthless degradation.

"Bunny unnie, here we go."

The moment Yoo Sori's fingers touched, Lee Sira jolted.

"Hngh...! M-Miss..."

"Oh? Feeling it already? Such a slutty bunny."

Yoo Sori giggled, relentlessly targeting her most sensitive spots. Lee Sira tried to endure but the waves of pleasure quickly numbed her reason.

"Ah, no...! Miss, please...! Haaang! I-I'm cumming...!"

She didn't last over two minutes, bursting into tears as she came.

Next, Do Dayul. She felt slight revulsion at being touched by a woman but resigned after seeing the others.

"First time for maid unnie, right? I'll show you."

Do Dayul flailed at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Eek...! W-What's this...! It feels weird...!"

"Weird but good, right? Be honest."

"N-No! Hng...! Haht, w-wait, miss...!"

Unaccustomed to pleasure, she was helpless. She held out just over two minutes but eventually screamed into climax.

Last, Park Yuna. Arms crossed confidently, she said,

"I'm numb down there. Won't work."

"Heh, really?"

Yoo Sori grinned challengingly, persistently exploring Park Yuna's body. Park Yuna held out casually at first, but confusion crept in.

"W-What... why's my body moving on its own... Hngh...!"

"Liar unnie. You're feeling it tons."

"No! This is... Hng! I-Impossible! Nooo...! Aaang!"

Ultimately, Park Yuna climaxed from caress alone for the first time, staring at Yoo Sori like a monster—half amazed, half flustered.

Yoo Sori beamed.

"Yuna unnie lasted five minutes—victory!"

"Prize is... hmm... a chance to get impaled on oppa's dick~!"

Seonwoo chuckled, playing along. He led Park Yuna to the bed and inserted into her right in front of the still-dazed Do Jihun.

"Hngh...!"

Park Yuna savored her pet watching her erect, starting to feel it. She ordered Do Jihun,

"Don't touch yourself."

Do Jihun watched desperately and came hands-free.

"Pfft!"

Park Yuna burst laughing, climaxing as Seonwoo came inside. She approached Do Jihun, stepping on his little thing and whispering,

"Should I order my puppy not to cum separately?"

With that scene behind, Yoo Sori yelled,

"Next, time for Chae-a unnie!"

She fetched red ropes and various whips from somewhere, handing whips to the women and expertly binding Han Chae-a.

"Now, whip her freely!"

As they hesitated, Yoo Sori demonstrated.

"Hya!"

Whip—zing! The sharp whoosh hit Han Chae-a's body. She moaned in pain, but a faint smile spread.

"Chae-a unnie loves getting hit, so go hard, everyone!"

The others started whipping. Red welts marked her white back and ass, drawing moans of mixed pain and pleasure.

"Kngh...! Ah! Yes...! Harder, harder...!"

Juices dripped to her knees; she finally screamed into ecstasy.

"Kya啊啊啊...! C-Cumminggg...!"

"Whew!"

Wiping sweat, Yoo Sori eyed Kang Jihyeon.

"Gotta torment Jihyeon unnie's womb too..."

Kang Jihyeon trembled, knowing Yoo Sori wouldn't stop even if she passed out.

"M-Miss. I-I'm fine, so bless the newbies?"

"Ah, right! The new unnie!"

Yoo Sori turned to Do Dayul, who shuddered in unknown fear. She laid her on the bed.

"Where's maid unnie's weak spot~?"

Quickly finding erogenous zones, she attacked.

"Ah, miss...! Hngh, there...!"

Excited Do Dayul came fast. But Yoo Sori didn't stop.

"Wow, maid unnie's orgasm face is gorgeous! Can't end early! Hya, hya!"

Relentless, Do Dayul wailed moans or screams.

"Haaaang! Please, stop...! Miss, I was wrong! Ah! Ah! C-Cumming! Again...!"

The slaves recalled their terror of the miss's "games."

Seonwoo muttered enviously,

"I gotta learn Sori's skill... Dang..."

Do Dayul finally collapsed frog-like on the bed, twitching faintly, eyes rolled back.

At the lewd sight, Seonwoo couldn't hold back, standing and setting down his wine glass with a low clink.

"Sori, enough."

"Huh? Why, oppa? We're just getting started."

Yoo Sori pouted disappointingly.

"You're too good—I got too excited and can't hold back."

Seonwoo smirked, scooped her up, and laid her on the bed.

Over a week passed since that wild night. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Life in the penthouse continued peacefully. In the stable environment, Seonwoo focused more on coin futures trading. His assets snowballed, finally surpassing his 50 billion goal.

Confirming the number on the monitor, Seonwoo exhaled in satisfaction. He immediately called Han Chae-a.

"Chae-a, 30 billion for Sexnet acquisition—send now? Any taxes or deductions?"

"Good. Process it now."

Hanging up, Seonwoo leaned deep into his chair. Even after 30 billion, over 20 billion remained.

'What to do with the leftover 20 billion... Got house, cars, women overflowing.'

Pondering, he suddenly craved new stimulation.

'Maybe draw another skill?'

Without hesitation, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠he opened the Status Window.

"Jackpot!"

Seonwoo cheered at the description. He tested immediately—first English. All day: dramas, books, news. Next morning, he mumbled sleep-talk in English unconsciously.

Then Japanese, Spanish. Three days later, he spoke all three like natives, understanding dramas and sites perfectly, speech natural.

"But... what to use it for? Not job-hunting..."

Reality hit as he pondered. Then a simple realization:

'Wait, I've never been overseas?'

Orphan, soldier, worker—no travel. But now: money, time, no language barrier.

Impulse ignited.

"Let's go abroad."