Subjugating on Broadcast (41)
While Dong-hyun and Ji-yeong were having sex, his inner circle — Gyeo-wool among them — was already deep in a strategy meeting.
According to Bo-ram, the moment eight o'clock rolled around and every door locked for the night, Seon Woo-hyeon would slip out through an underground passage and not come back until morning. He simply couldn't stand sleeping in a bed like this, she'd said. Whether he left the island entirely or kept another lodging somewhere on it, nobody knew — but unless something came up, he always made himself scarce. And if he needed anything in the meantime, he would place a call on the phone he kept, and the organizers would come down through that same passage to deliver it.
This was huge. Until now, the only way out they had known was the staircase they had come down — and Bo-ram had just handed them an entirely new option. Going back up those stairs meant punching through a gauntlet of armed staff, which was no easy feat. Hitting him when he slipped out, or when a delivery came through, looked far more efficient.
When Dong-hyun came back from finishing with Ji-yeong, Gyeo-wool filled him in under the covers on everything she had learned from Bo-ram.
"Hmm... so the underground passage really is the way to go, huh?"
Dong-hyun turned it over in his head, but he came to the same conclusion. It was their best shot.
"Yes. I think that's our best option. We actually talked about you winning the whole thing instead of escaping, Master. But we have no idea what they'd throw at us, and even if you did win, there's no guarantee they'd honor it. So we figured escape is the only real play."
Winning the competition was worth considering, of course. But Bo-ram had been dead set against it. Whatever they threw at them in the finals would be on a completely different level from the mid-game.
The truth was, Seon Woo-hyeon had planned to take Min-ju, Gyeo-wool, and Yu-rim for himself if he had won the mid-game. He had been absolutely certain he would. He had never imagined Gyeo-wool would memorize another hundred items, and he had had no idea Yoon Jin-ju could shoot like that with a gun whose sights were deliberately skewed. And then even Lee Su-hyun — who he had been sure would win — had gone down. After a string of losses like that, he would be preparing for the finals like his life depended on it.
"Alright. So when do we hit them? When a delivery comes in? Or when Seon Woo-hyeon heads out?"
"We figured hitting a delivery would be ideal, but there's no way to know when he'll put in a request. So the better play is to grab his phone when he leaves to sneak out, then use it to call them down."
"Oh... yeah, that could work."
They had no idea what was waiting beyond those stairs, so grabbing someone and wringing them for intel was smarter than charging out blind.
"Alright. Then we move first. But that means someone has to keep their eyes on us here."
Until now, Dong-hyun had been the one buying time — burying himself in one new woman after another in long, filthy sessions. Once he left to make the escape, there would be nobody to fill that role.
"There are two ways. One: you keep a woman occupied while Min-ju and Jin-ju take him down. The other: we use Lee Su-hyun."
"Lee Su-hyun?"
Dong-hyun's brow furrowed. Using Lee Su-hyun meant putting one of his own women in bed with the guy.
"Our thinking is, Lee Su-hyun and Lee Yu-rim keep everyone watching while you get ready to move."
"No."
Dong-hyun's voice was flat and final. Yu-rim was already his. Handing her over to another man? Not a chance in hell.
"Then... among the ones who aren't yours, there's Chu So-yeon and Kang Bo-ram, but... the impact would be too weak. There's no story there..."
Gyeo-wool's face tightened as she pushed on, reading the hard set of his jaw.
Dong-hyun's thoughts darkened. He trusted Min-ju and Jin-ju's skills, but the idea of not being there himself sat wrong. They could not afford a single failure. Not on an operation like this. But letting Yu-rim sleep with Lee Su-hyun? That was just as intolerable.
"Yu-rim said... of course she doesn't want to be with any man but you, Master, but she'd sacrifice herself for everyone... That's why I'm even bringing this up."
"Yu-rim said that?"
"Yes..."
"Hah..."
A sigh escaped him. She had chosen this herself. Yu-rim had already been broken — she was loyal to him, completely. And she had still offered this. Which meant she genuinely meant to sacrifice herself for the team.
He was going to have to use his own woman as bait to get them out of here.
"The decision is yours, Master..."
Gyeo-wool's face was set as she said it.
Dong-hyun had to choose: a surefire plan, or protecting what was his.
Yu-rim went looking for Lee Su-hyun in Room 1, where he was resting. The moment she approached, Su-hyun sat bolt upright from where he had been lying on the bed.
"Yu-rim... you came?"
Yu-rim smiled sweetly, took his hand, and pulled.
"Huh? What is it?"
She lifted a finger to her lips, watching him. The gesture was so pretty that Su-hyun swallowed hard.
Yeah... I was just overthinking it.
He had decided that the way she had been acting so close to Dong-hyun was just her reading the room — playing along so she would not get on the man's bad side.
Yu-rim led him by the hand into the empty Room 3.
The organizers' editors saw it and swung every camera they had onto the pair. The ones that had been watching Dong-hyun stopped paying attention — he had fallen asleep with Won-seon early in the evening, and there was nothing left to film.
Su-hyun was bewildered as she pulled him into an empty room, but a thread of hope ran through it. The last kiss they had shared before being separated still lingered on his lips.
"Finally... it's just the two of us. You've been through so much, haven't you?"
Something lurched in Su-hyun's chest. The memory of everything Seon Woo-hyeon had put him through — the humiliation, the cruelty — all of it just to get Yu-rim back.
"It's nothing..."
His voice shook. The emotion was too much.
Yu-rim kissed him. Their tongues found each other, sliding and tasting, until she gave him a light shove toward the bed. With his reflexes he could have caught himself easily — but he let himself fall, landing on his back without a fight.
Yu-rim pushed his T-shirt up, and the hard ridges of his abs came into view. Her tongue traced them, licking slowly upward.
"Hhh... Yu-rim..."
He had not expected her to be this aggressive. Her tongue left his abs and found a nipple, licking and sucking.
"Nngh..."
She stripped the shirt off him completely. Then her hand slid down, slipped inside his pants, and wrapped around his cock.
"Ahh... Yu-rim... that feels good..."
She smiled at that, then tugged his pants down and freed him. It was a decent size — nothing compared to Ahn Jin-woo's, but not small.
Nothing special compared to Master's... Wait. Focus.
She was trying to stay locked on Dong-hyun's orders. She did not have the slightest interest in Lee Su-hyun — not a hair on his head. Every move she made was a performance. Offering her body was something Dong-hyun had commanded, and she was going to give it everything she had.
She gripped his cock, stroked it a few times, then took it into her mouth.
"Hhhk!! W-wait...!!"
Her tongue swept over the head as she sucked, and Su-hyun — already wound tight — came, spilling into her mouth.
"Huh?? Already...?"
Yu-rim was the one who looked startled. She spat the cum out, thinking, He can't finish already...
She needed to buy time while Dong-hyun's group moved. Him finishing this fast threw the whole thing off.
"Hah... hah..."
"Su-hyun. You can keep going, right?"
She stroked him again as he started to soften in her hand.
"H-huh?? O-of course! I can..."
She took him back into her mouth and sucked. He started to swell again, but the way he twitched the moment her lips closed around him told her he would not last.
This won't work. He's way too fast.
She pulled off him and stripped her own clothes. Su-hyun took in her naked body and went rigid — but his cock was already twitching hard.
He moved in, trying to lay her down. She stopped him. Her hand caught the back of his head and pushed him down.
"Lick me too..."
If she let him inside her even a little, he would finish. She needed to drag this out as long as she could.
"Uh...? Y-yeah..."
His tongue found her pussy. He lapped at her like the wetness coming out of her was holy water, sucking with everything he had.
Meanwhile, Dong-hyun, Min-ju, Jin-ju, and Gyeo-wool slipped carefully down from the beds. Won-seon's large frame was still sprawled across Dong-hyun's mattress, so his absence barely registered.