Meeting Preparations
Meeting preparations...? Time had flown by mercilessly since Minseo's first outing, and the day of the executives' gathering had arrived. After breakfast, Hayoung summoned him to her office.
Knock knock. "It's Kang Minseo."
"Come in."
Minseo entered the office, his face stiff with tension. "Come closer."
Hayoung beckoned the nervous Minseo right up to her. Swish. Her hand gently stroked his ass as she asked, "Minseo, are you really that tense?"
"Hngh—" Minseo let out a weak moan at the touch on his ass and replied, "Y-yes..."
Even when he'd first started working with the executives, they'd all been intimidating figures. Over time, he'd come to see them as good people... but today, they probably wouldn't be so kind. Lee Seoyeong's reaction last time had made that clear.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you."
Hayoung smiled brightly and patted his ass with a few light tap taps. Yet Minseo still stood there, face rigid with anxiety.
"Minseo. Put this on." Hayoung pulled something from her desk drawer. Nestled in a paper bag was... a gray suit.
"This is..." Minseo stared at the gray suit inside the bag.
"It's a meeting, after all—too casual won't do, right? Like it?"
"Yes... I love it..." During his time as a slave, all he'd worn were black shorts and sleeveless tees. Slipping into a suit again felt like a refreshing change.
Hayoung watched Minseo smile as he took the suit, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes. "Then... let's see how it looks. Change into it."
Minseo hesitated at her words for a moment—but after all the more extreme things he'd endured, changing in front of Hayoung seemed like no big deal. Or so he'd thought.
He slowly lowered his pants. His white panties came into view, and he grew acutely aware of her gaze. Ugh... just change quickly.
Even so, the thought of exposing his underwear to Hayoung flushed his face red as he reached for the suit pants. "But... Minseo, you seem so tense, so I prepared a little gift."
Her cryptic words froze him in place. Gift...? What kind of... gift...?
Minseo's instincts kicked in, filling him with dread. Hayoung reached into the drawer again. "Wear this, and it'll help ease your nerves. Heh heh."
!!! His eyes widened, and his hand trembled faintly on the suit pants. In Hayoung's grasp was a pink, round vibrator.
"Y-you want me to... put that in...?" Minseo stammered in panic.
"Yeah. Keep it in during the meeting." Hayoung said it so matter-of-factly.
She's insane... this can't be happening... Imagining facing the executives with that thing inside made Minseo's vision blur. If they ever found out... chills raced across his skin.
"M-Mistress... I'm not tense anymore."
Minseo forced an awkward smile and hurriedly tried to pull on the suit pants—but only Hayoung's cold command awaited. "Minseo. Panties down."
Thud. This time, with a look of utter defeat, Minseo dropped to his knees. "Mistress... I really can't do this..."
He knelt pathetically, clasping his hands in desperate plea. The executives were his closest colleagues, his friends after all this time together. That's why he couldn't bear to show them such an ugly side. Of course, they probably hated him already.
"Minseo. Vibrator or dildo—which do you want in your ass?"
Hayoung's words grew even more terrifying, ignoring his pitiful begging. Flinch. The word "dildo" made Minseo shudder, memories flooding back of the merciless torment in the park just two days ago.
I'm fucked... really fucked... His expression darkened as he sensed doom closing in.
"If you don't decide by the count of three, I'll shove both in your ass." Hayoung grinned mischievously and began counting. "Three..."
Fuck... fuck...! For Minseo, there was no choice but to pick one for his ass.
"Two..." Hayoung watched him flounder, a sly smile playing on her lips.
"One..."
"The... vibrator... I'll take the vibrator..." Minseo muttered in a dazed, hollow voice.
"Should've said that sooner. So you like the vibrator, huh? Panties down, bend over, ass up."
At her command, Minseo's trembling hands slid his panties to his ankles. He pressed his upper body to the floor, lifting his ass brazenly for her view. At the same time, his pale white cock dangled into sight.
Seeing it again makes me want to torment him. Hayoung bit her lip hard, her sadistic urges rising as she eyed his pristine white ass.
She slowly squeezed lube onto her hand and gently rubbed his anal wrinkles with her index finger. "Haa..."
Minseo, tormented anally so often lately, moaned lewdly at the slightest stimulation. "You're getting sensitive here too now."
Hayoung chuckled and pushed her index finger inside. Squelch. It slid right in, his ass clenching tight around it with a squeeze.
"Wow, our Minseo still grips so well. Thought it'd be looser after all those dildos." She felt the tightness with her finger while stroking his ass cheek with her left hand.
"Hngh... please... just put the vibrator in quick..." Minseo urged her, hyper-aware of his cock starting to harden.
But Hayoung had no intention of stopping at just the vibrator. "Minseo, we've still got time—let's enjoy it more."
She twisted her index finger, finding his prostate. "Right here." She pressed down hard. Squish.
Haa... fuck— The ecstatic jolt made Minseo's ass twitch as he moaned. "Hngh...!"
"Even better reaction than before? Your cock too." Hayoung softly stroked his already erect shaft.
"Haa..." Minseo whimpered pitifully, cheek pressed to the floor.
Scrape. Hayoung began rubbing his prostate relentlessly with her finger. Haa... fuck... feels so weird...
Dizzy with pleasure, Minseo clenched his ass helplessly. "Looks like you're loving it. Completely."
Hayoung marveled at how his ass bucked and gripped her finger fiercely. "Two fingers should be fine now, right?"
She withdrew her index, then rubbed his wrinkles with index and middle. "Haaa... s-stop..."
Minseo shook his head as his rim quivered. But Hayoung ignored him, thrusting both fingers in. "Hauk—!"
A faint groan escaped at the stretching pain. "Mm... yeah, two feels tighter for sure."
Hayoung savored the grip. Squelch. She resumed stimulating his prostate with both fingers. "Ahn!"
Minseo's body trembled, breaths coming in gasps. "Like it here?" Hayoung rubbed smoothly, without mercy or pause. Squelch, squelch.
"Haa..." His hips shivered, lewd moans spilling out. As she circled his prostate with swirling motions, precum began oozing from his cock. Squelch, squelch.
"Haa... haa... p-please... stop now..." Minseo mewled thinly, tormented in ecstasy.
"This worked up, you sure?" Hayoung slipped her left hand between his legs, caressing from cock to balls.
"Hngh!" The soft, dizzying touch made his thighs quiver faintly.
"Bet this feels amazing, huh?" Her left hand kneaded his cock while her right fingers squelched at his prostate.
"Hngh! Haaa..." Assaulted from both ends, Minseo bucked his hips. Squelch, squelch.
Hayoung rubbed faster, harder, her thumb now teasing his glans too. His thighs trembled violently, hips jerking. "Haa... haa..."
His belly heaved with ragged pants, hands shaking in pleasure. Hayoung had planned to torment him just enough and stop, but seeing him writhe and leak so profusely changed her mind. She wanted more.
Then—knock knock. A knock at the door. Minseo whipped his head around in shock. Hngh... it can't be the executives already...? They're not due this soon...
Trembling in fear, he stared at the door. "It's Suhyun. May I come in?"
A familiar voice from beyond. Haa... thank god. Relief washed over Minseo, only to crash into despair. The thought of Suhyun seeing him like this—ass up, fully hard cock and hole being ravished—flooded him with shame. Timing was always the worst.
"Yeah. Come in." Hayoung glanced at his quivering form and smiled sweetly.
Creeeak. Suhyun entered, impeccably dressed in a black suit, hair tied back, approaching Hayoung. Her eyes flicked toward Minseo's bent, tormented body.