Seoyeong's Relentless Hunt
While Minseo was spending a dizzying time under the desk in the office, Seoyeong began wandering the mansion in search of Kang Minseo.
"Excuse me... miss maid. Do you know where Kang Minseo is?"
Seoyeong grabbed one of the maids wiping down a window and asked.
The maid pointed toward Minseo's room. "Mr. Minseo lives over there."
'Kang Minseo. You're dead meat if I catch you.' Seoyeong strode toward his room.
Bang! The door flew open with a loud crash, swinging limply.
Inside was just a bed and a bathroom—nothing else. No sign of Kang Minseo.
"Ha.... where the fuck is this bastard?"
Seoyeong let out a frustrated sigh and headed down the corridor. That's when she overheard the maids chatting.
"Did you see Kang Minseo naked the other day? He looked so damn slutty."
"Right? His dick's all pale white with no hair—it makes him look kinda cute."
"But when it's hard, it's pretty big... the way he leaks precum is just adorable."
"Doesn't it get you hotter knowing he's forced into it?"
The maids were gossiping away about Minseo's body.
'What..?! Kang Minseo..? Naked...? Dick..?'
Seoyeong's mind reeled from the sudden flood of explicit details.
'What the hell is going on in this place?'
Unable to contain her curiosity, she grabbed one of the maids by the arm. "Hey."
"...Yes?"
The maids jumped, startled by Seoyeong's sudden approach.
"Who... did that to him?"
"What... do you mean?"
"Ahem. Who tormented Kang Minseo?"
Seoyeong's face flushed slightly as she mentioned the naked part, clearly a bit embarrassed.
Screech— The wooden door creaked open.
"Whoa... there's even a place like this. This mansion really is huge."
Seoyeong marveled at the grand library. The books were neatly organized on the shelves, and a large reading table sat in the center.
"This is basically a full-on library, isn't it..?"
She muttered to herself, surprised by its sheer size.
"You've arrived."
Choi Suhyun appeared before her, dressed impeccably in a black suit. She must have been organizing the shelves.
"Hey. I mentioned I'd drop by yesterday, right? Haha."
Seoyeong gave an awkward smile upon seeing her. The two weren't particularly close. Seoyeong was always bubbly and laughing, while Suhyun stayed perpetually expressionless on the job—they just didn't click.
....A few seconds of silence passed.
Suhyun broke it first. "...Did you resolve your business?"
"Um... actually, that's why I'm here."
"Pardon?"
Suhyun blinked, not quite following.
"Do you know where Kang Minseo is right now?"
"No idea. Probably with Hayoung-ssi, no?"
Suhyun shook her head.
"I saw Hayoung unnie first, but even she said she didn't know. Hehe. Got it. Thanks for your time."
Seoyeong flashed a bright smile and reached for the door when—
"Wait a moment!"
Suhyun called out urgently.
??
Seoyeong released the door and turned around.
"Why are you asking me about Kang Minseo..?"
Suhyun asked, curiosity piqued.
"Ah... well... I heard you tormented him.."
Seoyeong wasn't one to beat around the bush, so she got straight to it.
"Figured you might have him with you, so I came looking."
....Another few seconds of silence.
This time, Seoyeong broke it. "By any chance... do you know what happened after he got exposed as a spy? Mind filling me in?"
She wanted answers—why he was living here, what those naked stories were about.
"...Yes. Have a seat over there, and I'll explain."
Suhyun hesitated briefly, then pointed to the central table.
"Alright... here's what happened."
Suhyun laid it all out for Seoyeong: how Hayoung uncovered his identity, how he became a slave as punishment, and even the lewd torments he'd endured.
"...Holy shit.. unnie's on another level..."
Seoyeong's head spun from the tale.
"Wait, so you tormented Kang Minseo too?!"
Her voice rose sharply.
"Yes. Please calm down a bit."
Suhyun soothed the fired-up Seoyeong with her usual composure.
"...How... was it?"
Seoyeong asked, her face turning red.
"Honestly, I felt nothing at first. But the more I saw him, the more interested I got."
Seoyeong swallowed hard, hanging on Suhyun's matter-of-fact recounting.
"Then the boss gave permission... so I tormented him. It was... too much fun. Truth be told, I'd never felt excited about anything before in my life."
'Ah, so that's why she's always so stone-faced.'
Seoyeong felt a pang of pity looking at her.
"But... it was just so fun. Tormenting Kang Minseo."
Suhyun said with a faint smile.
!
Seoyeong had never once seen Suhyun smile during all their years as executives. Seeing it now felt surreal.
"Mm-hmm. Sounds fun. I'll swing by again sometime."
They exchanged brief updates, and Seoyeong rose from the table.
"Yes. Come anytime. The boss will welcome you too."
The door opened, and Seoyeong stepped out of the library. And then—
"Hng...!"
Minseo was leaking precum like crazy, barely holding on against the dizzying stimulation from the Aneros. His perineum was being rubbed raw by the relentless vibrations, and his increasingly sensitive prostate throbbed in his head like a drum.
'Fuuuuck... I really can't take it anymore...'
His toes curled from the pleasure, leaving him at a total loss.
"Minseo-ya, the desk is shaking, you know?"
Hayoung pressed down hard on his rock-hard, vein-bulging cock with her bare foot.
"Keuk..!"
Minseo bit his lip tight against the ecstatic, suffocating rush of pleasure.
Hayoung leaned down to peer under the desk. Minseo's eyes were glazed over, his hips and thighs trembling violently as precum pooled on the floor. The Aneros was still lodged deep in his ass.
"Aww... poor Minseo, you look so wrecked. Wanna cum?"
Nod-nod-nod-nod!
Minseo nodded frantically through his tears.
Amused by his adorable desperation, Hayoung smiled thoughtfully. "Hmm... how should I let you?"
She began stroking his cock gently, slowly—with her foot.
"Hngggg..!"
Minseo was going insane with frustration. His already overheated dick spurted precum wildly at the slightest touch, his hypersensitive body shuddering like it was laced with electricity.
That was when—
Screech—
"Unnie. I'm back."
Seoyeong returned to the office.
"Oh. Find Minseo?"
Hayoung smiled lightly and kept slowly stroking his shaft. The stimulation transmitted to his ass made it clench hard around the Aneros.
'Kuuuuk! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuck!!'
With Seoyeong there, Minseo couldn't even moan—he just trembled helplessly, silently begging Hayoung to stop.
'Please... no more... please...'
But oblivious to his pleas, Hayoung kept caressing his leaking cock and balls with her foot.
"Unnie. I know everything now. Where'd you hide Kang Minseo?"
Seoyeong plopped onto the sofa by the door, crossing her legs with a smug, all-knowing look.
"Hmm... pretty sharp, aren't you? My clever Seoyeong?"
Hayoung praised her for seeing through the lie. By now, her foot had drifted to his sopping glans—barely an inch away.
'No... don't do it.. fuck.. stop!!'
If that soft foot touched his most sensitive spot, Minseo knew he couldn't endure it. Even unseen, he shook his head in refusal.
But defying him, Hayoung's pale, dainty foot gently—rubbed his glans.
Squelch—
"Kk........."
Barely stifling his moan, Minseo pitifully bucked his hips.
'Haaaaah!!'
Every time his drenched glans was crushed against her soft sole, his mind frayed at the edges. His limbs quivered uncontrollably; his body had gone haywire from the nonstop torment.
Savoring the slick, wet sensation of his precum on her foot, she pressed down—slowly, steadily, surely.
"So, where'd you stash Kang Minseo?"
Seoyeong pressed, arms crossed.
"Who knows~?"
Hayoung answered vaguely, thinking to herself,
'The Minseo you're desperately hunting is right under the desk, leaking precum everywhere. Biting his lip so you won't notice.'
'Hngggg... what now... fuck...'
Hayoung paused her foot torment for the moment, but Minseo trembled in terror, not knowing when it might resume. All he could do was sit there, dick throbbing erect, helplessly taking whatever stimulation her foot dished out. His situation felt utterly pathetic.
"I'm not leaving till I find Kang Minseo."
Seoyeong declared, sprawling defiantly on the sofa like she meant business.
Hearing that, Hayoung suddenly felt a twinge of doubt.
'Why is Seoyeong so especially pissed about him being a spy?'
Sure, the betrayal could spark rage—they'd been colleagues, comrades even. But... something felt off about her anger. Like there was more to it.
"Seoyeong-ah."
"What? Finally ready to spill where he is?"
Seoyeong grinned and uncrossed her arms.
"Is there something between you and Kang Minseo that I don't know about?"
Hayoung's gaze sharpened as she interrogated her sister.