The Long-Awaited Outing

"Hoo... Once I finish sorting this, it'll be more or less done."

Kang Minseo was busily organizing documents in the office. Three days had passed since Lee Seoyeong visited the mansion. Just thinking about that day still made him dizzy. Thank goodness she hadn't noticed... If she'd discovered him under the desk and seen what he looked like... The mere thought was horrifying. He couldn't even beg for release—he could only endure like a dog in heat, leaking precum without a sound. And on top of that, taking Hayoung's pleasure fully without making a peep... It was pure torture for Minseo.

"It's gotten a bit better lately, though... Phew..."

For the past three days, Minseo hadn't seen Hayoung or Choi Suhyun at all. They both seemed incredibly busy. Hayoung barely spent any time at the mansion. Of course, she returned late at night, but Minseo had deliberately gone to bed early, avoiding any torment lately.

"If only I could keep living like this..."

Minseo's lips curved into a slight smile as he thought about his recent days of just work. Sure, her busyness meant more work for him too, but it was still far better than being utterly wrecked by her. The humiliation... He didn't even want to imagine it. In these few days, he'd suffered more shame than in his entire life before. Especially when Lee Seoyeong was right there and Hayoung tormented him like a madwoman... It was truly...

"Oh... Shit."

A memory Minseo had faintly forgotten resurfaced.

'I'll let you two meet at next week's executive meeting. One night.'

That was what Hayoung had said to Seoyeong.

"Crazy... The executive meeting is... in two days?"

Minseo checked the calendar and sank into despair.

Haa... How did things get so tangled? He should've just firmly rejected her confession back then.

"Kang Minseo. Isn't this park pretty?"

"Yeah... It's not bad."

Minseo agreed with Seoyeong and looked up at the sky.

"I like full moons. They're so bright, they give me energy."

The white full moon hanging in the night sky was captivating, impossible to look away from. Its brightness alone invigorated him.

"Mafia life must be tough, huh?"

Seoyeong watched Minseo admiring the moon, her face worried.

"...It's not like that."

Minseo shook his head at her concern.

"Don't lie. You got drunk and cried last time too."

"That was just... my drinking habit..."

Minseo stammered an excuse, flustered.

"Bullshit. Don't you remember what you said to me when you were wasted?"

"...Wh-what did I say...?"

Damn... Did I say something stupid while drunk?

Minseo swallowed hard.

"That it's hard. You told me it's hard."

Seoyeong crossed her arms and glared at him.

I did say that...

Minseo was relieved it wasn't anything dangerous, but a bitter feeling lingered. He'd thought he'd adapted by now after all this time... Apparently not.

"If it's not the mafia life, then what? You can't even tell your friend?"

Seoyeong stepped closer, right up to his face, pressing him.

"...."

Minseo averted his eyes and stayed silent under her interrogation.

Seeing him so evasive frustrated Seoyeong. She'd thought they were close enough for him to open up. Guess not. How much closer did she need to get? How long did she have to wait? She wanted to be the one closest to him. It was driving her insane.

Ah... Fuck it, I can't hold back. I'll just say it.

"Hey. Kang Minseo."

"What?"

"Date me. I won't let it be hard for you."

!!!

Minseo's pupils shook wildly.

"...N-no... Are you saying that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just 'cause I won't talk?"

His voice trembled in confusion.

"No. For real. I like you."

Seoyeong said it flatly. She'd always hated beating around the bush. Her temper had mellowed a bit lately—if it were her old self, she'd have confessed the moment she fell for him.

Silence stretched between them.

"Seoyeong-ah. I... I don't want to date right now. Sorry."

It was the expected outcome. Minseo was a police spy in the mafia, and Seoyeong was an executive. She had no idea, but to him, it made no sense.

"Knew it."

Seoyeong accepted his words somewhat. She'd sensed it after getting close to him: Kang Minseo wasn't interested in her. His mind always seemed preoccupied with something else. Still, it felt relieving. The pent-up frustration vanished.

"Then tell me when you feel like dating. I'll wait."

Seoyeong flashed a bright smile.

What should he say if... they met? Should he just apologize profusely first? No way she'd forgive him with a simple "sure." His longtime crush turning out to be a spy? With Lee Seoyeong's temper... She'd explode. She'd already been furious just hearing about it back then.

"Haa... Fuck... What do I do..."

Minseo clutched his head and groaned.

Should I try running away now...

That was when—

Screeech—

"Minseo-ya. Feels like forever since I last saw you?"

The door opened, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and familiar silver hair entered his view. It was Hayoung.

"M-Master...!"

Minseo flinched. Seeing her face made any thoughts of escape vanish instantly.

"I've been so busy lately, couldn't play with you much. Weren't you bored?"

Hayoung strode toward him with a smile.

"Y-Yes..."

She closed the distance in an instant, wrapping her arms around his waist as he instinctively stepped back in fear.

"Eek—"

Minseo trembled at the soft sensation on his waist.

"Really? I was bored out of my mind."

Hayoung pulled his waist tighter against her. Minseo's body pressed into her chest.

"Hngh..."

Unable to meet her eyes, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Minseo said nothing.

"Pfft— So cute. Go wash up."

Hayoung laughed and released his waist.

"...Huh..?"

Minseo blinked, not understanding the sudden command.

"We're going out, so get ready and come."

With that, Hayoung left the office.

...

.....

.........

Outing...?

Minseo wondered if he'd misheard. Since becoming Hayoung's slave, he'd never once left the mansion.

For him, an outing was...

"Holy shit."

The anxiety from moments ago evaporated; pure happiness flooded him now.

"Phew... Finally getting out."

Unaware of what awaited, Minseo happily prepared to wash up.

Once ready, he stepped out of the mansion to find a black sedan waiting in the garden.

"Minseo-ya. Get in."

Hayoung, already in the car, called him.

"Yes."

The car sped smoothly down the road. Minseo couldn't tear his eyes from the cityscape—it had been so long.

"That happy?"

Hayoung asked, watching him gaze out the window.

"Yes... It's nice to be out after so long."

Minseo beamed, his face lit with joy.

"Guess I should take you out more when I have time."

Hayoung smiled lightly.

Minseo and Hayoung ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sat at opposite ends of the back seat.

"What'd you do today?"

"Just work."

"I did work too... but couldn't focus."

Hayoung's eyes sparkled as she stared at him intently.

"...Wh-why...?"

A sudden unease hit Minseo under her heavy gaze. They called this... intuition, right?

"'Cause I wanted to torment you."

Hayoung grinned wickedly.

!!!

Minseo snapped alert. Something was seriously wrong. He'd foolishly assumed an outing meant no mischief.

"What? Thought an outing meant nothing would happen?"

Hayoung smiled as if reading his mind.

"Master... H-here's the car..."

"Minseo-ya. Take it off before I rip your clothes."

Her icy tone chilled him to the bone.

Fuck...

Terror from long ago paralyzed him; he slowly reached for his pants without resisting. He knew rebellion led to worse hell—he'd felt it firsthand.

Under her cold gaze, Minseo hesitated but began undressing in the car.

"Come closer. Minseo-ya."

Now in just his oversized black top, bottomless, his dick and ass barely covered.

"Hngh... Master..."

Blushing with shame, he inched toward her.

Shlick—

Hayoung's hand slipped under his top.

"Hah!"

Mindful of the driver, Minseo stifled his moan. Her soft fingers groped his ass and nipples. With thumb and index, she twisted his right nipple round and round.

"Hnnng..."

Minseo quivered from the strange stimulation.

"Ha... Minseo-ya... Seeing you after so long makes me so fucking horny."

Hayoung's breath grew ragged as she fondled his cock. The oversized shirt hid his dick and plump ass, but that only fueled her arousal more. Sometimes, what you can't see is hotter. Her right hand gripped his chubby cheek firmly.

"Heup...!"

Minseo desperately held back moans threatening to escape.

Hayoung ignored him, savoring his nipples and ass. In the car, Minseo felt himself heating up.

Ha... Can't let this happen... Hold it together...

But against his will, his sensitive cock swelled. Hayoung noticed the front of his shirt tenting out.

"Your dick's begging to be shaken? Minseo-ya?"

Hayoung smirked and reached for his cock with her right hand.