Chapter 18
In the car, Hayoung clamped down hard on Minseo's cock shaft. "Hngh..." A faint pain shot through his dick, drawing a whimper from Minseo.
"Minseo. What am I supposed to do when you get hard like this on your own, huh?" Hayoung gently kneaded his erect cock.
"Haa... I can't help it..." Minseo stammered an excuse, twitching at the stimulation rippling through his shaft.
"Guess I need to train you then. Sit here." Hayoung spread her legs, pointing to the seat in front of her. Minseo stumbled forward and sat, his back pressing tight against her chest. She eyed his quivering ass with satisfaction, then resumed squeezing his cock—right hand on the shaft, left softly fondling his balls.
"Hngh...!" Minseo melted under her silky touch, the pleasure maddening. Haa... feels so good... His legs trembled faintly as the sensations overwhelmed his brain.
Hayoung pressed her thumb firmly into his glans. "Hauk!" Minseo jerked sharply, instinctively clamping his thighs together at the intense spike.
"Minseo. Spread your legs." She whispered into his trembling ear.
"...Y-yes..." He parted them bit by bit, exposing his balls and cock fully each time.
"Hands behind your back. If you move them, you're done for." Hayoung's command was ice-cold. Minseo shuddered and obeyed, clasping his hands like he was at attention. Effectively bound by his own arms, he surrendered his dick to her dizzying abuse.
Hayoung toyed with it like a plaything—shaking the shaft, pressing her thumb rhythmically into the glans, rubbing the head against her palm. All while gently rolling his balls. "Hauuk... I'm going crazy..." Each torment made Minseo's ass twitch, his body wracked with insane pleasure. She felt every quiver of his pale cheeks against her pants.
"That good, huh? Leaking like a faucet again." Hayoung rested her chin on his shoulder, admiring the precum dribbling from his cock.
"Hngh... please... stop now..."
"Minseo, if you dirty the car, the driver's got to clean it. That'd inconvenience her, right?" She humiliated him while tormenting his cock. Shame silenced Minseo; he just hung his head.
"Minseo. Say it—okay or not okay?" Hayoung savored his flushed, bowed head, gently shaking his dick.
"Hauk... not okay..." His legs quivered as he watched her hand slide up and down, helpless.
"Apologize to the driver for leaking all over." Hayoung ramped up the humiliation, eyeing his reddened face.
"Hng...! D-driver... sorry for... leaking... hng... so much..." Pleasure shook his voice. Her slow, soft strokes along his shaft melted his brain; his ass and thighs shivered uncontrollably. Precum trailed down his glans onto her hand.
"Ahem... no problem." The driver cleared her throat, glancing in the rearview mirror. Fuck... so damn hot... She'd heard vaguely about Kang Minseo from working for Hayoung, but seeing him get worked over live made focusing on the road impossible. Those lewd moans from the back had her stealing peeks in the mirror.
"Good boy. That's how you say it, Minseo." Hayoung treated him like a toddler, still jerking him off.
"Haaauk... haa..." He wailed desperately, ass and legs trembling as he endured the ecstasy.
"Minseo, wanna cum?" Hayoung rubbed his glans with her thumb.
"Haut!! Y-yes...!" His hips bucked wildly at the friction.
"Such a good reaction. My Minseo." She smiled at his writhing moans.
"Suck." She shoved the fingers that had been on his balls into his mouth.
"Mmph!" Startled by the invasion, he soon obeyed, sucking. Her fingers roamed his tongue and teeth, saliva soon drooling from his lips. As she kept kneading his cock, a wicked idea sparked her grin.
"Minseo. Hold out for three minutes. Succeed, and I'll reward you. Fail... punishment." She set a timer on her phone.
"Mmph?!" He protested around her fingers, but choice was long gone.
"Ready... go." Hayoung gripped his shaft roughly, shaking it hard. Slap-slap-slap-slap!!! The sudden brutality from her once-gentle hand made him writhe.
"Tch. Stay still." She clamped her thighs around his, forcing his legs wider, more obscenely exposed.
"Mmmph!!" Saliva flowed as his legs splayed.
"Hold on tight." She grinned, jerking him fast and rough. Slap-slap-slap!!! Wet sounds filled the car; his cock flopped helplessly. Each stroke quickened his breaths, precum spurting as his hips bucked. His pale naked body heaved delicately.
"Hngh-mmph!!" Saliva trickled down his abs.
"That good? One minute left, Minseo." She teased his frantic bucking, watching his asshole clench and flutter.
Fuck! Fuck!! Despair hit at the remaining time; he gritted his teeth, straining to endure. Hayoung reveled in his desperate struggles against her.
Buck-buck—50 seconds... 30... He clenched hard, drooling spit and precum.
"Mmmgh!!" He gasped, tormented by the relentless strokes.
"Minseo, you're lasting well. How about this?" She flattened her palm, grinding mercilessly into his slick glans.
"Mmmghhh!!" His eyes widened; hips jerked in agony. Squelch-squelch-squelch! Her hand grew drenched. She rubbed harder, faster.
"Minseo, you're so fucking hot." Hayoung panted, admiring his frantic resistance.
"Mmmghhhh!!!" His thighs quivered violently at the brink.
"Ten seconds." She kept grinding. Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch! He snapped his hips, wailing.
"Mmmghhhhhh!!!" With a muffled cry, white cum erupted—spurt-spurt! Her hand and the black seat were soaked. Minseo twitched in aftershocks, drooling, ass quivering against her pants.
"Minseo, stop shaking that ass. Teasing me? Heh." Hayoung laughed at his pale, trembling cheeks.
"Haa-haa-haa—" He panted too hard to reply.
"Too bad. Five more seconds would've done it." Hayoung sighed wistfully. This is gonna get even more fun, Kang Minseo.
The car pulled into the building's parking lot.
"Wh... where...?" Minseo was dressed again—panties and pants on—but his face still flushed.
"A nice spot I know. Hungry? Let's eat first." Hayoung peered out the window.
"Y-yeah... okay." Shame from his backseat orgasm kept his eyes from hers.
"Minseo. Punishment first, though?" Hayoung rummaged in her bag, eyeing his blush.
!! Shit, forgot... Terror in his eyes, he peeked at her. Please... nothing weird...
She pulled something out. "Panties down. Spread your ass."
It felt like the sky was falling. "Hng... Mistress... mercy, just once..." He pleaded pitifully.
"No such thing. Down. Or should I add more?" Her chilling words made him yank his panties down fast.
Hayoung entered the restaurant with Minseo. It was surprisingly upscale—chandeliers on the ceiling, warm yellow lighting setting a moody ambiance. But none of it registered for him. He just wanted back to the mansion ASAP.
"Minseo. Where to sit?" Hayoung's hand on his shoulder.
"...C-corner..." He trembled, aiming for the emptiest spot. If you didn't look close, you wouldn't notice the bulge tenting his pants.
"Sure. Corner it is." She told the waiter.
They sat face-to-face in the secluded booth. Minseo's body kept twitching faintly.
"Minseo. That good?" Hayoung laughed at his fidgeting.
His cock was rock-hard, fully erect. With a vibrator stuffed in his ass.