Caught Red-Handed in the Wine Cellar
Cold sweat trickled down his back in the wine cellar, and Minseo's mind grew chaotic. He hadn't anticipated a situation like this... How could she possibly enter the wine cellar right when he'd slipped in for just a moment? Choi Suhyun, who wasn't even a maid. In this moment of utter despair, Minseo cursed himself for mindlessly stepping inside.
Thud—thud—Suhyun slowly scanned the wines on the display racks before pulling out a single bottle of red wine.
Please... please just leave... Hiding in the corner, Minseo watched the scene unfold, desperately hoping she'd go away soon. But contrary to his wishes, Suhyun took the wine, sat down in a chair, uncorked it with a pop—and poured it gently into a glass on the table with a soft glug-glug.
"Hoo..." Suhyun let out a sigh, trying to clear her head. All day at work, thoughts of Minseo had distracted her, making it impossible to focus. She wanted to torment him utterly, make a mess of him, but her own duties had kept her too busy. In the end, daydreams of Kang Minseo led to careless mistakes. He just wouldn't leave her mind. The way he whimpered and cried out, the way his legs trembled as he sobbed—it all lingered, replaying endlessly.
"Can't let him sleep tonight, no matter what." Who knew when Hayoung might leave the mansion again? Those were the times she could torment him freely. With Hayoung's permission already granted, she wouldn't hold back anymore. Suhyun took a sip of wine, savoring the sweet yet bitter taste spreading across her tongue.
When the hell is she leaving...? Peeking from his hiding spot, Minseo watched Suhyun drink, his thoughts racing. He couldn't make a sound. Getting caught would be the end. Swallowing hard, he froze stiff, keeping his eyes fixed on her. She wouldn't come all the way to this corner. She'd already grabbed her wine. As long as he stayed careful, he'd be fine. He clamped his mouth shut, breathing as quietly as possible, desperate not to let even a whisper escape.
Suhyun was an exceptional secretary and bodyguard—quick to judge, agile and sharp. Evading her eyes was no easy feat. One tiny noise, and it was over. Clink-clink—She swirled the wineglass in her hand, pondering how to torment Minseo next.
"Maybe shove an Aneros in him..."
Minseo flinched at the word, startled enough to shift backward—just a little. A tiny movement.
But even that was enough.
"Who's there?" Suhyun caught the sound instantly, rising from her chair with a cold voice. She strode swiftly toward the noise.
"An intruder?" Spotting the silhouette between the racks, she rushed forward and revealed herself before the mysterious figure.
"S-Su... Suhyun-ssi..."
There, sprawled on the floor in shock with shaking pupils, was Minseo.
"...Why the hell are you here?"
***
Minseo knelt before Suhyun, head bowed low, trembling like a criminal. She sat in the chair, swirling her wine, gazing down at him with icy detachment.
"Why are you here?"
Minseo's lips paled. He needed some plausible excuse.
"...I-I was... cleaning here..."
"Why would you be cleaning?" Her voice was chillingly ruthless.
"Th-the maids... told me to..."
"Who?"
Minseo's lies were reaching their limit. No one would have ordered him. The maids stuck to their own tasks. Only Hayoung or Suhyun could assign work like that. And Suhyun had seen through his bullshit immediately.
"..."
Minseo hung his head, silent.
"Who told you, Minseo?"
Suhyun sighed at his silence, set her wine on the table, and pulled out her phone.
"If the slave won't obey, I report to the master, right?"
She held the phone out in front of him. The screen showed "Boss" with the call connecting.
Minseo stared at it, trembling in terror. Beep—beep—The ringing grew his panic, cold sweat pouring as his hands grew slick.
"Minseo. Tell the boss yourself."
Suhyun forced the phone into his sweat-drenched hand.
And then—
"Yeah? Why're you calling?"
Hayoung's familiar voice came through.
"Boss, it's Suhyun. Minseo has something to say."
"What is it?"
Minseo's face drained of color, his body quaking as he stammered in a trembling voice.
"...D-During work hours... I-I didn't do my j-job... and was in the w-wine cellar..."
"...Our Minseo keeps doing things that deserve punishment?"
Her cold voice pierced through the phone.
"...I-I'm s-sorry... hic..."
Tears welled up in Minseo's eyes from sheer fear.
"Why cry? What did you do right?"
Hayoung's tone was frigid.
"Hngh..."
"Sigh... Suhyun. Train him properly."
"Yes, understood."
With that, Hayoung hung up with a click.
Now, only Suhyun and Minseo remained in the wine cellar.
"Minseo."
"Hngh... Y-Yes..."
Minseo answered in a choked sob.
"Why were you here? Lie again, and I won't hold back."
She stared into his eyes, voice like ice.
"Hic... sob... I w-wanted... to d-drink some w-wine..."
Kneeling, tears streaming, Minseo answered pitifully.
"Ha. Wine... Fine. If you want wine, let's give you some."
Suhyun was dumbfounded by his excuse. Sneaking into the wine cellar for that? Time to educate him properly, she thought.
"Ass up higher."
"Hngh... hic"
Minseo tearfully lifted his hips higher. Now stark naked on the wine cellar floor, he was prone with his ass and cock fully exposed to Suhyun's view. As his hips rose, his face and chest pressed to the ground, knees straining to hold his lower body. It resembled a rear-entry position, ass and cock thrust up obscenely. Watching him sob while displaying his pale white cock and cheeks, Suhyun felt heat building.
"Lower it, and you don't leave here tonight."
Suhyun sat in the chair, softly stroking his ass.
"Hngh..."
Her hand drifted toward his anus.
He twitched—Suhyun pressed firmly against his anal wrinkles. Squish-squish.
"Hh... hngh..."
Minseo's thighs quivered as he let out a moan.
Suhyun wet her index finger in her mouth, then thrust it deep into his anus—squelch.
Squish—No lube made it rough, but she ignored it, shoving her finger in fully.
"Hahk!"
Minseo jerked in pain, clenching tight around her finger.
"Minseo. Your hole grips fingers so well. Yeah, keep clenching like that."
She stirred her finger roughly inside.
"Hngh—!"
A few twists, and lewd moans escaped him as his waist trembled.
"So this is the prostate."
Suhyun pressed firmly against it—squuuish-squuuish.
"Hn!Hn!"
Each press drew moans, his thighs shaking. His cock began swelling.
"Look at you loving it."
Suhyun taunted him as he clenched desperately around her finger. She rubbed his prostate harder, stronger—squuuuish-squuuuish.
"Aht!!! Aht!!!"
Minseo's ass twitched as dizzying moans spilled out. His mind went blank. It felt too good—electric tingles, floating euphoria. Toes curled, thighs quivered uncontrollably.
Suhyun enjoyed his reactions, rubbing relentlessly before pulling her finger out.
"Hahk!"
This time—index and middle finger pushed into his anus. The growing girth made him moan in pain.
"What about your dildo now?"
"Wh-what do you... hnght!"
Minseo stammered in confusion, but Suhyun ignored him, thrusting both fingers in. She stimulated his prostate wildly again.
"Aht!Aht!"
"Aht!!!"
"Haaht!"
Minseo moaned pitifully, anus twitching around her. Suhyun began slow pistoning—squelch-squelch.
His hole clenched hard against her fingers, but each time, she slapped his ass—smack.
"Hngh—"
"Don't clench. Relax."
"... Hnght.. Y-yes.."
He answered, but his body wouldn't obey. Every thrust stirred his insides, making him twitch and clench.
Smack—
"Keeps gripping."
"Ahk!Hn.. I c-can't... help it..."
Minseo's thighs shook as he pleaded desperately, to no avail.
"Then you get spanked every time you clench."
Squelch—Her fingers invaded again, pressing his prostate—squish.
"Hnght!"
He clenched again—smack.
"Grips so tight. Bites down."
Smack-smack-smack-smack—
"Ahaahk!!!"
Suhyun alternated slaps on each cheek with her left hand. The barrage weakened his clenching. Minseo writhed in pain, tears flowing.
"Clench again, and it's like this."
Squelch—Fingers plunged back in.
"Haaaahk!"
Minseo desperately relaxed his ass, trembling in fear of more spanks. Pain and pleasure alternated, overwhelming him until he lost his senses.
Pop—Her pistoning fingers finally withdrew.
"Haa... haa..."
Minseo panted, barely holding on.
Suhyun stood, wine in hand, approaching the gasping Minseo with his ass thrust high.
"You wanted wine? Let's drink."
She poured a bit into her hand, holding it to his mouth. His pupils shook, but then his tongue darted out—lick-lick—lapping the dripping wine.
The taste was truly sweet. He took solace in this small mercy, eagerly licking the wine from her hand.
"Enough."
Suhyun rose as he licked greedily, circling back to his ass.
"Minseo. But if only the front gets wine, won't the back feel neglected?"
"...Y-yes..?"
He blinked in confusion.
"Your hole's twitching like it wants wine too."
Suhyun knelt, touching his anus.
!!!
"N-no...! Don't...!"
Minseo cried out desperately.
"What's no? Stay still. Spill it, and you're dead."
Suhyun rubbed the wine bottle's neck against his anus.
"Ahk.. No.. please.. hic...."
He begged pitifully, but Suhyun thrust the bottle in—squelch. Thicker than fingers, it was tight, but the earlier spanking had loosened him enough.
With just the long neck inserted, the bottle poured red liquid deep inside.
"Aahhk!!!!"
Minseo moaned in pain.
Glug-glug-glug—The wine flowed relentlessly into his depths.