Lured by the Maid, Punished on the Sofa
I arrived at the mansion's kitchen and looked around, but soon realized no one was there. "Are they all on break right now...?" Making the drinks wasn't that hard, but I had no idea where the ingredients were kept, which left me in a bit of a bind. Rummaging around randomly would just be a nuisance... What should I do? I decided to scan the spotless kitchen and hunt for the stuff on my own.
The kitchen was bigger than I'd expected, and the hygiene was impeccable. Of course it was... Last time I saw Choi Suhyun popping in and out all the time to keep it tidy. No way that strict woman would let it get dirty.
Come to think of it... I hadn't seen Suhyun much lately. Not that I missed her or anything... but she hadn't uploaded that video of me to some shady site, had she? My face burned as I recalled how she'd filmed me naked, masturbating anally for her. Actually... it wasn't just Suhyun. Lee Seoyeong had one too... Why were they all so obsessed with filming me? It was driving me insane. Really...
I started worrying that the video might be floating around online somewhere. That couldn't happen... please.
That's when someone tapped my shoulder. Tap-tap.
"Eek!" I jumped at the sudden touch and whipped around.
"Whoa, sorry. Didn't mean to scare you that bad. Haha." There stood Seo Jiyu, giving an awkward smile and apology, dressed in her usual neat maid uniform.
"Oh... hi." Jackpot. No need to hunt her down—she'd appeared right in front of me. Hiding my inner glee, I greeted her warmly. As weird as it sounds... ever since she gave me that blowjob, we'd gotten a bit closer. I was desperate back then, but she didn't seem to hold it against me or anything. Not that I could read her mind completely.
"So... what are you doing in the kitchen?" Jiyu tilted her head curiously. Fair question—I'd never been in here before today either.
"The executives sent me to grab some drinks... but I can't find the ingredients. And the chefs aren't around..."
Her lips curved into a slight smile. "I know where most of the stuff is kept. Help me move these to the kitchen storeroom, and I'll hook you up."
She pointed to some boxes of food supplies in the back.
"Yeah, of course I'll help."
I made a few trips with her, hauling the boxes to the kitchen storeroom as she guided me. There weren't that many, so the two of us finished quick.
"Whoa, you're pretty strong." Jiyu grinned and poked my arm playfully. Tap-tap.
Her sugary praise made my lips twitch upward on their own. Then she helped me gather the drink ingredients and mix them up. Once I knew where everything was, it was a breeze.
"Looks delicious." I admired the vibrant blueberry yogurt and lemon ade.
"Yeah..." Jiyu stared at me, trailing off. Her expression hinted at something on her mind. What? Did she want to say something?
"Uh... anything you wanna tell me?"
"Remember how you said you'd help me out once?"
"Oh... yeah, I do."
It was a little trap I'd set to get closer to her.
"I'm sorting the storeroom tomorrow... It's not too tough, but it'd go faster with two. Can you help?"
Storeroom sorting? Kinda mundane. I'd half-expected something like "sleep with me" or "let me suck you off," so the normal request threw me off a bit. Still, whatever it was, she'd taken the bait.
"I can swing by tomorrow when I'm free?" I cheered inwardly.
"Perfect. Meet me in the maid lounge." She beamed.
"Cool, see ya." I grabbed the drinks, gave a quick bow, and headed out.
And I had no clue. That Jiyu was flashing a sinister grin behind me. Why the storeroom of all things? A little more thought, and I might've figured it out. Oblivious to what awaited tomorrow, I carried the drinks back to the office.
"I'm back..." I peeked my head through the office door.
Seoyeong and Chaeryeong—who'd been bickering over me earlier—were now chatting casually on the sofa like nothing happened.
"Oh, hey. Sit here, Minseo." Chaeryeong patted the spot between them. Tap-tap.
Why the middle...? Are they gonna mess with me again...? "...Can I rest a bit...?" I set the drinks on the table and mumbled about wanting a break.
Seoyeong's face hardened instantly. Oh shit...! Had I gotten too comfy with the executives lately? The words slipped out unfiltered.
"Minseo."
Her voice was low and icy as she called my name. I'm screwed. I instantly sensed her anger.
"I was kidding—Seoyeong-ssi..." I backpedaled with an awkward grin, but...
"Sit."
She glared at me coldly. Terrifying... for real... The chilling aura pouring off her was the total opposite of before. I'd forgotten, getting used to things... These executives were all scary as hell.
"Y-yes..." I slunk to the middle of the sofa, voice barely a whisper, eyes on her. Seoyeong on my left, Chaeryeong on my right.
"Don't be too harsh~ Minseo probably wants a break too~" Chaeryeong smiled and took a sip of yogurt.
"Getting comfy lately, huh, Minseo?" But Seoyeong ignored her, closing in. Her hand on my shoulder, smiling... but it sent chills down my spine. Not a nice smile—a brutally cold one.
"N-no... not at all..." My lips quivered.
The long-forgotten fear kept me from meeting her eyes.
"What's your position right now?"
"...Your slave..."
"Then act like one, yeah?"
"Yes..."
She stroked my shoulder softly and continued. "So you know what a slave does when they screw up?"
"......" My body trembled faintly. Should've thought before speaking... The price for loose lips was terrifying. But it was too late.
"Answer me."
Her tone grew icier, cornering me.
"Hng... I need to be punished..."
"Good boy. Drape over my lap."
Seoyeong smirked and patted her knee. I knew exactly what that meant... Spanking...
Begging wouldn't help, so with shaking limbs, I crawled over and laid across her lap.
"Hng~" Chaeryeong watched, sipping her drink like it was entertainment.
"Twenty hits. Got it? Count 'em right."
Terror of the blows made my body quake endlessly. Hnn... I hate pain...
"Hands behind your back."
I obeyed. "Sis, grab the blindfold."
Blindfold...? No... please don't...
"Seoyeong-ssi... I messed up... please..." I begged, terrified of the darkness cutting off my sight.
I didn't want that—stimuli sharpening in the void, body hypersensitive.
"Then don't mess up." My pitiful plea fell on deaf ears.
Soon, the blindfold covered my eyes.
"Aww~ Shaking like a puppy." Chaeryeong stroked my hair, almost pitying.
Haa... this is insane... My world went pitch black. Hearing and touch went haywire—every tiny sound boomed, skin prickling hypersensitive.
"Haven't even started, and you're quivering already?" Seoyeong chuckled at my trembling form.
Then her hand slid toward my pants.
"Hng..." My ass clenched at her grip.
Whoosh—my pants slid off effortlessly. Down to my ankles with my underwear.
"Hnn... hnn..." My cock pressed against her firm thigh, soft friction teasing me.
The smooth skin kept rubbing, and with the blindfold amplifying everything, I realized I couldn't hold back.
No... don't get hard...
Against my will, it throbbed and swelled...
"Hard already, and I haven't even hit you?" Seoyeong pressed my anal rim firmly. Knead-knead.
Each press sent weird pleasure jolting through me, ass bucking.
"Haa... haa..." Rough moans leaked out, body burning up.
Then—without warning—her sharp palm cracked down unprepared.
SMACK-!
"Hngp-!" Pain crashed in, thighs quaking.
It zinged deep from my ass. "Euhh... one..." Just one, but my mind reeled. Ass blazing, cock fully erect against my will.
"Your dick keeps grinding my thigh. Pervert." She degraded me and swung again.
Air whistled—palm slammed hard.
"Haaa-! T-two-!" My pale ass jiggled cutely, red marks blooming.
Too painful... gonna lose it... Ass scorched endlessly, tomorrow's bruises looming—my hole clenched in fear.
"Good job, Minseo~" Chaeryeong savored my lewd twitches with each hit, petting my hair.
Only two so far... If this hurt this bad, how would I survive twenty...? Vision black, unseen terror made my lips tremble.
Waiting, quaking for the next unpredictable strike... pure torment.
And... SMAAACK-!!