The Trap
How long was she going to keep dragging me by the hand?
Minhi held on tight, walking at a brisk clip, refusing to let go until the villa had vanished completely from sight.
"M-Minhi… m-my hand hurts…."
Her grip on my wrist was so fierce it ached.
"Ah… sorry, Oppa."
"Nngh, it hurts…."
I had no idea where we were. All I knew was that we'd put a long stretch of distance between ourselves and the villa where Eunseo had been, and that the street around us was lined with motels under garish neon signs.
"……"
Minhi stared at me blankly for a moment, then led me over to a chair outside a somewhat larger convenience store and sat me down before disappearing inside.
"Just sit here a second."
When she came back out, she was carrying bandages in one hand and a pair of slippers in the other.
She crouched slightly, peeled off my socks, and looked at the soles of my feet.
We'd bolted from Eunseo's place so fast I hadn't even had time to put on shoes, and then Minhi had dragged me all the way here at a run. Maybe that was why I hadn't even registered the pain until now.
My white socks were filthy black, riddled with holes, and the skin of my soles was scraped raw.
"Oppa."
"Yeah…."
"You're not hurt anywhere else?"
"No…."
"Hooo…… that fucking bitch. I'll kill her."
Minhi patched my feet with bandages, cursing Eunseo under her breath the whole time—every other word a vicious fuck.
"I can't live without you, Oppa… I really can't survive without you…."
"……"
"I'm going to murder that fucking bitch when I find her… How dare she ruin our date like this? How dare she kidnap my Oppa??"
She kept going, a stream of hard-to-hear invective mixed with pure venom aimed at Eunseo.
"C-calm down, Minhi."
"You expect me to calm down?? You just got kidnapped by some other bitch and you're sitting there acting all chill??"
"Th-that's…."
The words rose all the way to the tip of my tongue—that in this short span of time I'd already lived through things most ordinary people never would, all because of Minhi—but I just mumbled something incoherent and stayed quiet.
"Haaa… get your head on straight, Oppa. Later, how the hell are you even going to… no, wait. Doesn't matter. Now or later, I'm the one who's going to take care of you and live with you anyway, right?"
"Uh… uh…."
The sheer confidence in the way she said it left me a little flustered, but the truth was I had no way of escaping her right now.
She held every weakness of mine—and even my family—as leverage. I couldn't make any reckless moves.
Minhi looked up at me from below.
"Oppa."
"Yeah…."
"Let's go home."
"O-okay…."
We caught a taxi near the convenience store and headed back home.
Minhi punched in the door code to our place like it was the most natural thing in the world and walked right in. I followed behind her.
"Haaa… I'm exhausted. Completely wiped…."
"Yeah…."
Between the sexual harassment Minhi had put me through on that long bus ride, drinking with her, and then getting kidnapped by her university underclassman—if anyone out there had had a worse day than me, I'd like to meet them.
The moment Minhi stepped into the room, she started peeling off her clothes one piece at a time and tossing them aside.
"M-Minhi… at least change somewhere I can't see…."
"Why?"
"B-because I can see…."
She draped the layers she'd been wearing over a chair in a heap. Apparently she wasn't keeping the olive-drab T-shirt and pants underneath either—because right in front of my eyes, a pair of white panties came into view.
"I don't mind if you look, Oppa. Actually, I'd rather you did."
"A-at least put some pants on… please, Minhi…."
"Aaaah~ I don't care. I'm too tired. You put them on me, then."
Still bare-legged, wearing nothing but the olive T-shirt and a single pair of white panties, Minhi dove onto the bed like she was jumping into a pool.
"Ah… no…."
"Come on, hurry~ hurry~ If you leave me like this, I might start stripping your pants off too, you know?"
Lying on the bed, swinging her legs, she threatened that if I didn't dress her she'd undress me instead. I had no choice. I opened the suitcase.
"Minhi, wh-which pants should I get…."
The big suitcase held barely any clothes. Half of it was taken up by storage containers for the drugs she injected into me.
Why she still kept those olive-drab military T-shirts from her service days was a mystery all its own.
"There's a pair of black hot pants toward the back. Pull those out and put them on me."
She stayed sprawled on the bed, still swinging her legs in my direction.
"M-Minhi… can't you put them on yourself…."
"Why? Are you embarrassed? I've dressed you plenty of times while you were passed out, you know."
"……"
"So hurry up, put them on me, and get in bed. I'm so tired I could fall asleep any second."
Lying there staring at the ceiling, Minhi was already looking at her phone.
"A-ah… haaa…."
Pushing back any harder in a situation like this never led anywhere good for me. I just picked up the hot pants.
The fabric covered so little surface area I could barely believe people actually walked around wearing things like this.
I took the black hot pants and approached the bed.
"Come on, Oppa. Put them on me already."
"O-okay……."
Right in front of me, Minhi's bare white legs stretched out toward me. She clearly hadn't been slacking on her workouts—the fine muscles in her thighs looked firm and solid, the curves of her legs beautifully shaped.
My gaze drifted between those legs, then climbed a little higher—and there, nestled between them, her white panties dug softly into the flesh of her thighs, drawing my eyes whether I wanted them to or not.
"If you want to look, go ahead and look, Oppa."
"I-I wasn't… I didn't look…."
"Heh heh. Look if you want. Hell, if you want to touch, you can touch anytime."
I… I can't do this….
I steeled myself again and carefully guided her feet through the leg holes of the hot pants.
Then I took hold of the waistband and slowly pulled them up. When the fabric caught on her hips, Minhi wordlessly lifted her waist, and I finished sliding them all the way on.
"How does it feel, Oppa?"
"I-it doesn't feel like anything…."
"Heh heh heh. That so? Doesn't matter. Later I'll make your body react to mine no matter what~"
With that, Minhi sat up on the bed.
"Alright. You dressed me, so it's only fair I dress you too, right? Even trade."
"Ah… no, I can do it myself…."
"Don't worry about it, Oppa. You've had a rough day, haven't you?"
She came around behind me, slowly peeled off the vest I was wearing, then started undoing the buttons of my shirt one by one.
"And who knows what might've happened to your body in that short time. I'll check every inch for you."
"M-Minhi, wait!"
I grabbed her hands in a panic.
"I… I can do it myself…."
"……No."
"Th-then I'll take them off in front of you…."
"Hmm………."
From behind me, still holding my clothes, Minhi made a thoughtful sound.
"You'll take them off yourself?"
"Y-yeah…."
"Really?"
"Yeah…."
"Really really really??"
"Yeah, really… I-I'll take them off myself."
Minhi darted out from behind me and started rummaging through the open suitcase.
I wondered what she was looking for—until she pulled out a large camera and sat down on the bed with it.
"There's something I've always wanted to try just once."
A red light came on on the camera in her hands. She pointed it at me.
"Okay, Oppa. Look at the camera and say your name and age."
"M-Minhi… that… th……."
I'd seen this scene somewhere before….
"Hurry up and say it."
"A-ah… can you put the camera down…."
"It's just a simple self-introduction, Oppa. Don't overthink it. Just say it."
The whole atmosphere felt uncomfortably like something out of a porn video. I didn't want to do it, but Minhi sat there in front of me, prodding, her tone growing steadily more irritated.
"I… I'm twenty-five… male… Yoo Junhi…."
"And where do you live?"
"R-right now, Seoul… living alone in a studio…."
"And what are you about to do right now?"
"Ah… Minhi… do I really have to say that too?"
I asked, thinking there was no way I needed to go that far—but Minhi's eyes left the camera and locked onto me, cold and sharp.
"Should I get up?"
"N-no… no… I'll say it…."
"Oppa."
She called my name with that same icy look.
"Y-yeah…."
"Do it properly."
"Okay…."
Minhi turned back to the camera. The red light began to blink.
"So, Oppa. What are you about to do?"
"T… t-take… my clothes off…."
Out in public she could almost pass for normal, but the second we were alone in the house, something in Minhi's personality twisted.
It was so humiliating I thought I might start crying….
"In front of who?"
"I-in front of my little sister……."
"What kind of little sister?"
"Y… y-younger sister…."
"Heh heh heh heh heh."
That strange laugh of hers spilled out, and then she spoke again.
"Now slowly take off your top first."
"O-okay…."
Just as she'd ordered, I slowly finished undoing the remaining buttons of my shirt and started to peel it off.
—Click. Click-click. Click-click.
As the buttons came free one by one, the shirt fell open and the white short-sleeved undershirt beneath came into view.
"Heh heh heh. Leave the top like that for now—don't take it all the way off. Now take off your pants."
"Hnnn… hnnnnn… o-okay…."
The whole situation was so mortifying, so degrading, that a lump formed in my throat. I felt pathetic for having no choice but to obey every word she said.
Today I'd been a little… no, fuck that. I'd been so furious I genuinely wanted to kill someone—but none of that mattered anymore.
The sight of Oppa in front of me, teary-eyed as he looked into the camera, slowly stripping out of the clothes he'd been wearing—something deep in my womb seemed to drop and clench.
Haaaaah… fuuuck~ this is what sex is….
Honestly, keeping up the act until now had been exhausting.
I'd wanted nothing more than to jam a knife into the throat of that bitch who'd kidnapped him, but taking care of Oppa first had been more important.
The second the scent I'd marked on his body had been scrubbed away, my head had already been full of nothing but sex.
So I'd lured him slowly.
I'd laid the trap and waited for him to step into it—slowly… so very slowly… drawing him in, drawing him in.
And now came the highlight.
"H… hnnngh… hnnnnn… nngh…."
Ah, fuuuck♡ Oppa crying while he takes his clothes off is so fucking hot, holy shit♡