Caught
"Haa..." Choi Suhyun had moved on from her fingers to rubbing a black dildo against her pussy.
"Ha... feels so good..." Already burning up from a bit of masturbation, she slathered her love juices all over it, grinding the dildo against her slick folds in a frenzy of arousal. And then—
"Ngh—" The dildo slipped smoothly inside her pussy with a wet squelch.
"Haa... haa..." As if this were routine, Suhyun gripped it and began rocking it back and forth. Squish, squelch—the toy plunged relentlessly into her rosy depths, coated in her dripping fluids. Her firm thighs quivered uncontrollably as she focused entirely on the act.
And there, cowering under the bed in terror, was another person.
Fuck... fuck... fuck!!! Kang Minseo inwardly cursed up a storm, realizing that if he got caught now, he was as good as dead. How the hell did it come to this...? I just wanted to hide... He berated himself, desperately praying Suhyun would finish masturbating and leave soon. But was it because he was a healthy adult male? Despite his mind's protests, his body began reacting to her moans.
"Ha-ut—" Suhyun's breasts jiggled as she drove the dildo deep inside, her body shuddering.
"Kang Minseo... I want to fuck you... hnn..." Calling his name, she lost control of her overheating body. Her thighs trembled violently, and the hand clutching the dildo pistoned mercilessly into her pussy.
"Haa—! Haa—!" As her dizzying moans filled the air, Minseo's cock stirred, slowly swelling in response.
Ngh... no, I can't... Guilt gnawed at him for peeping on her private moment, but his body betrayed him, fully erect to the sounds alone.
Squelch—squelch—squelch—squelch!
"Ahk—! Ahk—!" Suhyun's hand sped up, savagely thrusting the dildo into her pussy as she bucked her hips toward climax.
Three more deep thrusts, and her head snapped back in a powerful orgasm.
"Haaaaah—!!" Squirt—squirt! A gush erupted from her pussy, soaking the bed, and she dropped the dildo, her whole body convulsing.
"Haa... haa..." Panting heavily, Suhyun slowly rose from the bed. Love juices trickled lewdly down her toned thighs, but she ignored them. She popped open a mini-fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and chugged it down.
Hnnn... is she finally leaving...? Minseo's face burned red from her intense session; he held his breath. Truth be told, as long as he stayed silent, there was no way she'd notice. Even Suhyun couldn't imagine he'd be hiding under her bed. He was convinced he was safe if he just didn't give himself away.
He overlooked one crucial detail.
"Whew... feels refreshing." Suhyun finished the bottle in one go and plopped onto the sofa. Then—she spread her legs and reached for her pussy again.
"Haa..." The moment her hand touched it, heat flared up once more. But something was missing. Masturbation isn't enough... I need... something more intense... Kang Minseo... fuck, where are you...? She craved his cock inside her like mad. But he'd vanished somewhere, impossible to find.
Please... just show up once in front of me...
"Whew... fuck..." As Suhyun sighed and prepared for round two, something bumped her hand.
"What's this?" She picked it up and examined it closely.
"This is... an MP3...?"
!!!
Minseo's eyes, hidden under the bed, shook wildly.
No way... did I seriously... forget to take it earlier...??? Shock froze him solid; his mind went blank, no escape plan forming. Not that one would help now anyway.
No... please... He prayed she'd brush it off.
"Why's this here?" Suhyun stood, puzzled, intending to set it aside. Did a maid forget it during cleaning? Weird. Who even uses MP3s these days...?
...Except.
Someone who had, just two hours ago.
A rat who'd even offered to let her listen to music right in front of her.
"Heh..." The absurdity—and thrill—of it made Suhyun chuckle despite herself. What the fuck do I do with this...? Imagination alone had her pussy gushing anew, juices flooding between her thighs. No wonder... I checked everywhere he could hide, but nothing. Now... you're mine.
"Ten seconds."
Her cold, clipped voice echoed in the quiet room.
Ngh... fuck... I'm screwed... Minseo instantly grasped her meaning; his face drained of color. Cold sweat beaded on his back, limbs trembling uncontrollably. What do I do...? What the hell do I do...???
As panic gripped him, her countdown continued.
"Nine..."
"Eight..."
Suhyun leisurely counted, sinking back onto the sofa. Hiding spots in this room? Bathroom or under the bed. Bathroom door was wide open—not ideal. So, under the bed it was. She stared it down, crossing her legs nakedly as she counted.
"Three..."
"Two..."
At "two," Minseo crawled out from under the bed, trembling violently. He looked up with shaky eyes—and met Suhyun's iciest glare yet.
Aa... fuck... Sensing doom, terror seized him as he crawled naked toward her on all fours.
"S-Su... Suhyun-ssi..." His voice quivered as he addressed her.
"Speak."
Her hard, icy tone stabbed through him. Where do I even start...? Any words will just sound like excuses...
"I-I'm sorry..." Lacking the courage to meet her eyes, he bowed his head.
Suhyun rose from the sofa. The mere motion made Minseo flinch in fear.
She crouched, grabbed his hair, and yanked his head up.
"Hic—" A whimper escaped as she forced eye contact.
"You're a total pervert, huh?" Her gaze pierced him like a knife to the chest.
"Hic... I'm really sorry... I never meant to—"
"Forget it. I'll just report to Hayoung-ssi."
Suhyun smirked, flashing her phone in her left hand. Minseo's pupils dilated wildly; tears welled up, ready to spill. If Hayoung finds out... I'm done for... no telling what she'll do... Dread wrapped around him. He had only one option left.
"S-Suhyun-ssi... please, anything but that... I beg you..." Clasping his hands, he pleaded pitifully.
"I'm Hayoung-ssi's secretary, Minseo. You think I won't report it?"
"Hic... sob... please, just this once... I'll do anythingyy..." Tears streamed down his cheeks.
Everything was going according to Suhyun's plan.
"Anything?"
"Y-Yes—! Anything...!" Desperate to keep it from Hayoung—nothing worse than that—he wailed to sway her.
"Then... strip."
"...Hic... yes...?" Blinking through tears, he gaped.
"Gonna film it. Strip."
***
A dildo was blatantly fixed to the floor, and beside it stood a naked, teary-eyed Minseo.
"Kang Minseo—gonna do it or not?" Suhyun urged.
"I-I was about to..."
Minseo slowly grabbed lube in his right hand and approached the floor-mounted dildo. Drip—cold gel oozed onto the black shaft. Trembling, he slathered some on his own hand too.
Sob... how do I even... Suhyun's demand: insert the dildo anally and shake his hips vigorously—cock flopping exposed for all to see. The sight made his vision blur, but he had no choice.
"Gotta show you lubing your ass too."
Suhyun had already mounted her phone to record. Watching Minseo prepare for anal masturbation from the sofa ignited her lust anew. I'll fill my phone with so much more of you from now on. She smirked lewdly at him.
"Hnn..." Minseo lifted his ass high, bent over, and squirted lube into his crack. Drip— the clear fluid trailed down his pale cheeks, over his pink anal wrinkles, perineum, and between his balls, lewdly glistening.
The cold sensation made him shudder. Then—he eased a finger into his anus.
"Hic—sob—" Pain drew a faint whimper, but his well-trained hole soon parted welcomingly around it. Slowly—agonizingly slowly—he began pistoning.
"Haa... haa..." Familiar pleasure pulled moans from him as his anus winked.
But Suhyun wasn't satisfied. Watching him go so tentatively with one finger—she'd be waiting forever for the dildo.
"Hey. Finger out. I'll do it."
She strode over from the sofa.
"N-No... I can—"
Smack! Her rough hand slapped his ass.
"Hauk—!" The stinging pain made his thighs quiver.
"Perverted fuck talks too much. Relax your ass."
Suhyun rubbed her index and middle fingers against his anal wrinkles. Twitch—twitch—they pulsed lewdly under the friction. After a few more strokes, she shoved them in.
"Haaak—!" Suhyun's dizzying, brutal torment had begun again.