Dice of Desperate Endurance
Approaching rashly for some fun play would tip her off. That's what I thought, Minseo mused. So... what if I had a pretext? A lewd one... something so captivating no one could look away.
He hated to admit it, but... Kang Minseo possessed a certain lewd gift. The bloodline cock that could mesmerize anyone. Minseo seized the opportunity, and the result was a resounding success. Sure, all he got was her name—Seo Jiyu—but that alone was a massive haul. With some rapport established, getting closer would be a breeze. And she was always in the same mansion. Deepening their bond was just a matter of time. Seo Jiyu, that maid, didn't seem to think ill of him either.
Hoo... that should do it. Minseo exhaled, steadying his racing heart.
At that moment, the office door burst open. Seoyeong poked her head in and said, "Jiha and Sister Chaeryeong are running late. Hayoung said to come in and wait."
"Ah... okay..."
At Seoyeong's words, Minseo shuffled inside in his maid outfit, hesitant and unsure. In the office, Hayoung sat at the center of the table, flanked by Seoyeong and Yujin on either side. Unsure where to sit, Minseo hesitated, scanning for cues—until Seoyeong signaled with her eyes for him to take the spot beside her.
"Sit wherever you want, Minseo." Hayoung propped her chin on her hand, beaming at him. He looked so adorably lost in that maid dress.
"Y-Yes..."
Having locked eyes with Seoyeong, Minseo had no choice but to settle beside her. Still... better than Yujin. To him, Yujin remained cold and unapproachable. Plus, she was the only one who hadn't used her 'Minseo Day Pass' yet. Thanks to those passes, he'd been relentlessly fucked and gangbanged at all hours, suffering endlessly.
Wait... if she hasn't used it by now... does that mean she's not interested in me? The realization hit him that her unused pass might actually be a good thing—but it was too late. He was already seated next to Seoyeong.
And oh, how he would come to regret that choice.
"Shall we chat until Jiha and Chaeryeong arrive?" Hayoung took the lead, sipping her coffee from the table. A cup sat before Minseo too, but he was in no state to drink it.
Bzzz— bzzz—
"Ngh... hnn..."
He stifled his moans, desperately enduring the relentless pleasure that wouldn't leave his cock alone... But his ass kept twitching, his thighs quivering, and whimpers slipped through his gritted teeth.
Ahh... fuck... I just wanna jerk it so bad... His body burned with heat, cock throbbing desperately for release. He wanted nothing more than to grab it and stroke furiously—to hell with the coffee, just bolt to the bathroom. But announcing that would tip everyone off. Better to endure than suffer that humiliation, he decided.
"Yujin, you haven't used your 'Minseo Day Pass' yet?"
Hayoung's words toward Yujin sent Minseo's ears perking up in dread.
"Been busy lately. I need to blow off steam too... guess it's time." As she spoke, Yujin fixed Minseo with her stoic gaze.
Eye contact with Yujin made Minseo's pupils tremble faintly. Blow off steam... with me...? Just imagining it is terrifying. Her eyes gleamed with equal parts curiosity and lewd intent.
"Good. Tell me when you do. Seoyeong, you made good use of yours at my villa, right?"
"Aw, c'mon, Sis—that was ages ago... Right, Minseo?" Seoyeong grinned at him.
Her gaze stirred the memories: Hayoung's villa, the basement, where Seoyeong had defiled and fucked him in utter humiliation.
"Uh... y-yes..."
"Honestly... that wasn't enough, Sis. I need to use Minseo more." Seoyeong flashed a wicked smile and slid her hand under the table toward him. It slipped naturally into his skirt, groping for his white cock, slick with precum.
Squeeze—
As Seoyeong gripped his cock, Minseo's face twisted faintly, head dropping low.
"Hic—!"
A faint whimper escaped him.
"What's wrong, Minseo? You okay?" Seoyeong stroked his hair innocently, voice dripping concern. Her face was the picture of confusion, but her left hand slowly pumped his cock while her right casually petted his head.
"H... ha... n-no, I'm fine..."
Minseo struggled to calm his melting body and respond. Each up-and-down stroke made his ass jolt, his reactions blatantly obvious. With the Aneros already hypersensitizing him, her soft hand was too much—his eyelids fluttered uncontrollably.
Hayoung and Yujin seemed to have caught on to Seoyeong's torment but said nothing, continuing the conversation.
"Ngh—"
Even mid-chat, Minseo's moans leaked out. Seoyeong's agonizingly slow strokes were driving him insane. His thighs pressed demurely together... but his cock poked upward, fully exposed to her touch. They trembled desperately, and Seoyeong savored it, dragging out the torment even slower.
Then—she stopped stroking and rubbed her thumb over his precum-beaded glans. Circular, clockwise, pressing firmly—
"Aahk—!"
Minseo's hips bucked as the moan burst free. Hayoung and Yujin's eyes snapped to him.
"Hnn... s-sorry... the Aneros is driving me crazy—"
His trembling excuse blamed the Aneros—fair enough, but the real culprit wrought even fiercer pleasure.
"If it's good, we all share." Hayoung eyed him lewdly. "Get up on the table."
Her sudden command made Minseo flinch.
"Hic... n-now...?"
"Then what, later? I told you not to make me repeat myself."
Her tone chilling, Minseo sensed danger and scrambled onto the table, crawling awkwardly. His skirt fluttered, revealing his cutely dangling, fully erect cock to Seoyeong's eyes.
Wanna keep him hard all day. Seoyeong harbored filthy thoughts at the sight.
"Come kneel in front of me."
Minseo crawled to Hayoung in the center and knelt. His pale thighs bared themselves; the skirt barely veiled his raging erection.
Flip—
Hayoung brazenly lifted the skirt, exposing his twitching white cock once more.
"Hic... hnn..."
The dizzying shame of displaying his cock to everyone made Minseo's hands shake.
"Let's play something fun before Jiha and Chaeryeong get here."
Minseo knew exactly what game she meant—and his lips quivered at the words. Hayoung stuffed the skirt hem into his mouth and handed him the empty coffee cups, one in each hand. Kneeling, skirt in mouth, lower half fully exposed, cock throbbing, cups clutched—that was Minseo now.
"Sis, whatcha planning—?" Seoyeong grinned eagerly; even stoic Yujin glanced over.
Hayoung pulled out a die. "Roll it. Stroke Minseo's cock that many times. If he can't hold back and cums... the one who made him lose."
"Loser gets a penalty?" Yujin asked, eyes still locked on his cock.
"Minseo, if you're gonna cum, catch every drop in this cup. Got it?" Hayoung stroked his cock with a smile; his thighs quivered as he nodded reluctantly.
Aah... why do this to me... The cups in his grip rattled.
"Penalty's drinking Minseo's milk. Sound good?" Hayoung tapped a cup.
"Ngh—! Hnn—!"
Minseo mumbled around the skirt, but...
"Sounds fun."
"Whatever."
Seoyeong and Yujin were game.
"Minseo, catch it all. Spill, and we milk you again."
Order: Yujin, Hayoung, Seoyeong.
Yujin rolled—3.
Minseo spread his trembling thighs on the table for better view, lips quivering around the skirt.
Squeeze—
Yujin gripped and pumped roughly.
"Mmph—!"
Minseo's hips shook; precum dribbled from his glans.
"First guy I've seen leak this much precum." Seoyeong marveled at the sloppy cock.
Yujin stroked fast, expression unchanging: Schlick— schlop— splurt— Wet sounds echoed lewdly.
"Kgh—!"
Three rapid pumps caught him off guard—the ecstatic pleasure made his pale abs heave.
Fuck... so humiliating... He hated how his cock throbbed, hips bucking... but he couldn't stop it. His body surrendered to pleasure, instinctively quivering; his cock stood rigid, begging for more, oozing precum. Humiliation and misery flooded him as he spread his legs, baring himself obscenely.
Yujin's turn ended; Hayoung's began.
Roll—
The die stopped. Minseo's eyes widened in terror, pupils shaking.
"Ooh~ Six."
Hayoung's eyes sparkled, fixed on him.