Chapter 30
'Hic... don't...!! I said don't!!' Minseo pitifully shook his body in resistance, but with his arms and legs bound, it was all meaningless. The blindfold over his eyes sharpened his hearing and sense of touch to excruciating levels, intensifying his terror even more.
Drip—cold gel trickled down the cleft of his ass. Minseo rattled the iron chains binding his wrists nonstop at the icy sensation, continuing his futile rebellion. Clank!Clank clank!
Lee Seoyeong, who had been watching him silently, finally spoke up.
"Minseo. You know what we agreed on, right? After the executive meeting, we'd meet up alone. Remember?"
At Seoyeong's words, Minseo's hazy mind slowly began to turn. Of course... I knew I had to meet her alone... But... this is just a kidnapping... This isn't right... At least untie me...!
"Mmph!! Mmph... mmph!!" Minseo cried out desperately through his gag.
"No matter what you say, it's useless. For the next day, you're mine to do whatever I want with."
'W... whatever she wants...? Is that what she meant by meeting up alone...?' Minseo felt like he'd been tricked by Baek Hayoung. So that's why she was so nice to me yesterday...? Now it all makes sense... Only then did yesterday's doubts clear up, plunging Minseo into despair. He was already bound tight, mouth sealed shut. He should've realized sooner... but it was far too late.
"Alright then, Minseo. Let's spread 'em."
Seoyeong's voice came from right behind him. 'Please, Seoyeong... don't do this...' Minseo thrashed the chains desperately to stop her... but if that worked, he'd have been free long ago.
Seoyeong gently rubbed the wrinkles of his anus with the Aneros.
"Mmph..!! Mmmph...!" At the familiar sensation against his hole, Minseo shook his head frantically in refusal.
"Stay still. I'll put it in nice and easy, no pain."
The Aneros teased his anal wrinkles back and forth, stimulating him. Twitch—twitch—his hole quivered, gradually blooming open to the touch.
"Minseo. Don't clench your ass. The second you do, I'll show you what hell really is."
Seoyeong's cold, ruthless words made Minseo's nerves stand on end, filling him with dread. With his vision blocked, every word hit him like a thunderbolt.
Squish—the Aneros slowly pried into Minseo's anus.
"Hngh..!" Minseo let out a pained groan, but Seoyeong ignored it and kept pushing. Gradually, the Aneros disappeared into his hole. "Hnnngh!!!" After a few more struggles, she buried it completely deep inside him. The long, rounded handle pressed against his perineum.
"Your skin's so pale, the black suits you perfectly." Seoyeong patted his ass mockingly as she humiliated him. Minseo's arms were hoisted up by the chains, the Aneros lodged firmly in place. His legs were locked in spreader bar shackles at shoulder width—he couldn't close them even if he tried.
"Can't close your legs, so you'll feel it even better, huh?" Seoyeong flicked the device pressing his perineum and stepped around to stand in front of him.
"Mmph... mm..." Minseo was already trembling faintly, memories of being helplessly tormented by the Aneros flooding back.
"Hang in there, Minseo. We've got plenty of time." Seoyeong flicked the power switch to its lowest vibration setting. Bzzz—twitch—Minseo's thighs jerked as the vibrations assaulted his prostate and perineum, sending shivers through his body.
"I'll be back in 30 minutes. No clock down here, but try your best to endure."
"Mmph mph!!!" 'What...? 30 minutes...? You're coming back in 30 minutes...?' The words hit like a bolt from the blue; Minseo screamed through the tape over his mouth.
But Seoyeong left the basement with those final words. Click. The door locked, leaving Minseo alone in the dim space. Or rather, alone with the Aneros.
"Mmmph... mm..." Minseo groaned as his body heated up. His cock was fully erect, precum beading thickly at the tip. The thrilling vibrations on his perineum made him want to clamp his legs shut, but the shackles prevented it. He had no choice but to take the full stimulation assaulting his prostate and perineum.
Without sight, the sensations felt even more intense. Bzzz—bzzz— "Hnnngh... hngh..." The basement echoed only with the Aneros's hum and his moans.
How much time passed? Minseo had lost all track, reduced to drooling precum while the device ravaged him. Twitch—his hips bucked at the prostate stimulation. 'F...fuck.... please... stop...' His cock throbbed with bulging veins, begging for release, his overheated body trembling uncontrollably.
"Hnnngh... hngh..." Tortured relentlessly by the toy, tears welled up in Minseo's eyes. His eyelids reddened and grew moist, on the verge of spilling over. Bzzz—bzzz—the Aneros vibrated mercilessly against his prostate.
Hayoung's training had made it hypersensitive; now it was an excruciatingly arousing spot for him. The perineum added a lewd tingle, attacking both areas—even the weakest setting was driving him insane.
Then—Creak. The basement door opened, and Seoyeong returned.
"Mmph!! Mmmph!!" Sensing her presence, Minseo rattled the chains and cried out, his cock flopping wildly.
Thud thud—Seoyeong walked up to him, admiring his exposed state. His hips quivered faintly; a long string of precum dangled from his tip to the floor.
"That good, huh? The Aneros?" Seoyeong gently stroked his veiny, throbbing cock.
"Mmmph!!" The sudden soft touch made Minseo clench his anus tight—his hips shuddered violently.
"Fuck..." Seoyeong trailed off, entranced by his lewd, dizzying display. Is this really the Kang Minseo I used to know? Doubt flickered in her mind.
"Enjoyed it?" She swallowed hard and lightly pinched his nipple.
"Mmmph..!" Even that weak stimulus made him shudder, his cock twitching.
'This should be enough.' Seoyeong sat on the chair in front of him.
"Take off the blindfold and the tape."
At her order, the subordinate who entered with her removed the blindfold and peeled the tape from his mouth.
"Haaah..." Minseo groaned in relief at his freed sight and mouth. And there sat Seoyeong, legs crossed casually before him.
"Haaah... Seoyeong... I'm sorry..." Minseo pleaded with reddened eyes.
"Too late, Minseo. Forget the past—let's have some fun?" Her chilling smile made his body tremble.
The betrayal of learning Kang Minseo was a spy? Sure, it stung. He'd been her closest friend, after all. She had questions, grudges to air. But... seeing his body like this? Those thoughts had vanished long ago. Truth be told, even before the meeting—hell, during it—Seoyeong's head had been filled with nothing but the urge to torment him. She wanted to see Kang Minseo crying beneath her. How long had she waited for this moment?
Yesterday, when Hayoung and Seoyeong were alone, Seoyeong had a question burning in her mind.
"Sis. I've got something I'm curious about... with Kang Minseo."
Her eyes sparkled with seriousness.
"What is it?"
"What... does Kang Minseo hate the most?"
"Out of nowhere...?" Hayoung eyed her like she'd lost her mind.
"No, I mean... when you're tormenting him and stuff..."
Hayoung laughed at Seoyeong's wavering gaze.
"Oh, that? Minseo hates everything... but I love it most when he's shaking with shame."
"What...?"
"When he's quivering from the humiliation."
"Untie the chains and shackles too."
At Seoyeong's command, the subordinates rushed to Minseo and began releasing him one by one.
"...Seoyeong..."
Minseo stared at her in bewilderment. 'Is it really over...?' Thud—freed from the chains, his strength gave out, and he collapsed to the floor. As he caught his breath—
"Cuff his hands behind his back."
One subordinate grabbed his arms in a flash, twisting them back. Click. Handcuffs snapped on.
"W-what... what are you doing, Seoyeong..."
Minseo's voice trembled as a bad feeling sank in.
"What else? Time to have some real fun."
Seoyeong smiled at him, arms bound behind, Aneros still plugged in.
"Minseo. I'll give you 3 minutes. Make yourself cum."
She set the timer to 3:00 and hit start.
"W-what... what the hell..."
Minseo's eyes shook in panic.
"And for every second you go over... that's one spank."
Seoyeong grinned at his anxious trembling.
"What the fuck... please... don't do this..."
"Time's ticking, Minseo. Better hurry."
"I... fuck... what the..."
Flustered, curses spilling out, Minseo tried to jerk off—but then realized his predicament. His hands were cuffed; he couldn't even touch himself.
"P... please uncuff my hands..."
Choking back sobs, he knelt and shuffled toward Seoyeong, his desperate cock flopping.
"Minseo. Do your best with the conditions I gave you. Or beg my subordinates over there. They might jerk you off."
Seoyeong flashed a devilish smile. A few subordinates chuckled.
"Hah... hah..."
Minseo's breathing grew ragged, impatience mounting. 'Fuck... what do I do...?' Time slipped away mercilessly—over a minute gone.
"Please... Seoyeong... hngh..."
Tears finally spilled from his eyes, dripping down.
"Time's running out, Minseo."
Seoyeong sat calmly in her chair, watching him sob.