Hide and Seek with Suhyun
Suhyun's words froze Minseo to the core. Fuck... I'm gonna get fucked again... From his accumulated experience of being relentlessly pounded so many times, he could already predict what came next: his pants coming off, followed by dizzying torment. I have to get out of this somehow... Minseo rose from the chair and backed away stealthily, but perhaps from the tension, his steps tangled, and he tripped over his own legs, crashing to the floor with a thud.
"Stay right there."
Suhyun watched him motionlessly for a moment before standing from her chair and approaching him slowly—one deliberate step at a time.
"Ugh... this is no fun..." Still sitting, Minseo scooted backward, making a pleading face at her. If this keeps up, my dick won't survive... I have to escape somehow... He turned his head and eyed the library door. If I bolt for that, maybe I can make it...? No, impossible. Suhyun was fast, and as Hayoung's bodyguard, she was leagues beyond him in fitness. Even if he escaped, hiding indefinitely in the mansion was out of the question. Despair set in, and Minseo began to sweat bullets as he stared at her advancing form.
And then—
"Just... stay still."
With those words, Suhyun lunged at him in a flash. Her hands clamped down hard on his arms, trying to pin him. Minseo writhed on the library floor beneath her assault.
"Hiiik— I'm gonna scream—!"
He cried out in a panicked voice, but Suhyun's icy reply shut him down: "Go ahead. I'll fuck you senseless until you can't."
Terror gripped him. Fuck... no... He watched in horror as she slowly tugged his pants down. But just then—
Knock knock.
"It's a maid, Miss Suhyun."
A voice came from beyond the library door. Suhyun's ferocious pounce hesitated at the sound.
"Huu... huu..." Minseo panted raggedly, his body trembling.
"What?"
"Miss Hayoung is summoning you for a moment."
"...Got it."
Suhyun released his arms and stood. Whew... maid lady... perfect timing. Still sprawled on the floor, Minseo gasped in relief.
Thud-thud. Suhyun seemed about to leave the library, but then she whipped her head back to glare at him.
"W-what...?"
Minseo swallowed hard under her cold gaze. Her expression had grown even chillier, filling him with dread. No... it's not my fault Hayoung called you... He felt unjustly wronged too.
And then—
"Stay right here."
With that frigid stare fixed on him, she opened the door and left. Creeeak. As the door shut, Minseo sat on the floor in a daze, muttering, "Fuck. I'm screwed."
Stay put in the library? That meant... she'd come back... and fuck him again...? He gnawed his nails, replaying her words. "What do I do...?" Desperate not to get pounded, he racked his brain.
And soon, a stupid answer emerged.
"I just have to hide, right?"
It was a truly idiotic idea, but Minseo felt it wasn't half bad. This was Hayoung's mansion. Suhyun and the maids clocked out eventually. Sure, Suhyun stayed over when busy, but normally she left like any office worker. So if I hold out until quitting time...? I have work tomorrow anyway... and a walk with Hayoung. The more he thought, the better it sounded. Of course, getting caught mid-hide... just imagining it made his head spin. High risk, high reward. A gamble worth taking.
Resolved, Minseo sprang from the chair. He cracked open the library door and slipped out. Okay, I'm out... but where to hide? Problem was, good spots were scarce. His room? Maid lounge? Nah, Suhyun would find him if she looked. He needed somewhere unexpected. Hayoung's room? That was walking into the tiger's den. Wine cellar? Underground, racks of bottles for cover... but getting caught there without permission? He shook his head at the nightmare.
Was there truly nowhere...? Then one room flashed in his mind. Right... that place. Dodging the maids' eyes, he hurried to a secluded room on the mansion's third floor. It was... Suhyun's room.
Hiding from Suhyun in Suhyun's room? Crazy, sure—but knowing its purpose made it viable. She only used it when too swamped to go home. Otherwise, she never set foot here. The darkest spot is under the lamp, huh.
"Phew... maybe I'm smarter than I thought?"
Self-praising his cleverness, Minseo surveyed the room. It was impeccably tidy—too tidy. His own room felt more lived-in. White bed, sofa, vanity. That was it. Spacious and airy, but zero personal touches.
"Guess it's just a crash pad."
Shrugging it off, he sank onto the sofa. Hayoung won't come hunting for me, right...? Just hold out till quitting time. He checked the room's clock, pulled out his MP3 player, popped in his earbuds, and lost himself in music. Praying time would fly.
Thud-thud. Startled by sudden footsteps, Minseo jolted awake. He'd dozed off without realizing. His earbuds had fallen out, letting him hear the approaching steps. He leaped from the sofa.
Fuck. She's coming here?
In full panic, he scanned for hiding spots. Nothing... except one. Screw it... Better than getting caught outright. He ducked low. His choice: under the bed.
Just hide a bit and slip out... He felt like a criminal, but what choice did he have? Moments after shoving himself underneath, someone entered Suhyun's room.
Thud-thud. The mystery person walked over and plopped onto the bed—right above him.
And then—
"Fuck... where the hell did Kang Minseo go?"
!!! The irritated voice was unmistakably Suhyun's. Why the hell is she here? She shouldn't have much work today—should've gone home by now...? No reason for her to come, yet here she was. Minseo's mind reeled.
Soon—
"Sigh... guess no choice."
No sooner said than the sound of undressing began. Pop-pop. Buttons unfastening, top coming off.
What the fuck...? What's going on here...? Minseo's brain went blank from the absurdity.
Suhyun stood from the bed. Clink. Belt unbuckling, her suit pants sliding down limply. Whoosh. !!! Face-down, he couldn't see much, but he watched those pants pool on the floor.
What... the actual... fuck...!
Sensing things spiraling, with nowhere left to retreat, he squeezed his eyes shut. Stripped bare, Suhyun's body was flawless—toned from regular workouts, defined abs, breasts just the right size to enhance her allure. She grabbed something, flopped onto the bed, and yanked down her white panties.
"Haa..."
The fabric clung sticky with her arousal, her pussy slick and flushed. She'd planned to ravage Minseo, but with him vanished, she'd half-given up and come here to masturbate. Unaware he was right below.
Suhyun had never cared for such acts before—zero interest. But since enslaving Minseo, her libido had erupted like a storm. Late bloomer, maybe. She jerked off to thoughts of him multiple times a day now. Seeing him made her wet; she craved tormenting him.
And today, she spread her legs wide with practiced ease. Squelch. Two fingers plunged into her dripping folds.
"Ahh—"
Her body twitched as she stirred her sopping depths. Squelch-squish. Slowly thrusting in and out, building her ecstasy.
"Haa— haa—"
Thighs quivering, she drove her fingers deeper, over and over. Listening from below, Minseo realized something had gone terribly, terribly wrong. Far too late, of course.
If she catches me now... I'm dead...