Making Her Submit on Air (17)
"Won-seon. Strip her. All of it. Ah—don't tear anything."
"Yes, sir."
Won-seon started toward Min-ju. The stab wounds in her abdomen and shoulder still throbbed. The organizers had treated her, but these weren't ordinary injuries—they'd been inflicted by a blade, and they weren't about to heal overnight.
The moment Won-seon closed in, Min-ju dropped into a combat stance. Won-seon was big, but Min-ju had no intention of losing. She snapped a punch into Won-seon's face first—a clean, precise jab. While Won-seon flinched from the blow, Min-ju drove her right fist into the woman's abdomen, right into the spot she herself had put a knife through.
"Ghhhk!!"
Won-seon dropped to her knees. Min-ju's skill looked even sharper than expected. She was putting on a clean display of boxing.
"Cho Yu-min. Lee Seul-bi. Chu So-yeon. You three join in and pin her down."
"W-what..?"
Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon hesitated. Until moments ago they had been on the same team, and Jeong Min-ju had treated them well. That was enough to make them waver.
"Number four, number five. Shock."
"Gyaaaaaah..."
Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon crumpled at the same time. He could have subdued Jeong Min-ju with the shocks just as easily, but he didn't. Making her feel powerless seemed like the better play.
Watching that, Cho Yu-min promptly closed in on Jeong Min-ju. Cho Yu-min and Lee Won-seon both had the physiques for it, but neither of them had ever actually been in a fight, and their stances looked a little clumsy. Jeong Min-ju, though, had to take on two women built bigger than she was, and the tension showed. Whenever Won-seon and Yu-min pressed in, she threw punches and darted away, constantly moving to keep from being surrounded.
Then Lee Seul-bi pushed herself up off the floor and moved to grab Min-ju. She felt genuine gratitude toward Jeong Min-ju—but it wasn't enough to overcome the terror she'd tasted at Lee Jung-hwan's hands. Chu So-yeon, for her part, still showed no sign of wanting to move.
"Number four. Shock."
"Ghhhkkk.."
He was prepared to shock her as many times as it took if she wouldn't move. In this world, he intended to play Ahn Jin-woo as a thoroughgoing villain. It actually felt like a world where someone like Lee Su-hyun was the protagonist, and he was going to be the villain standing against that hero. If he hadn't used Possession on this body, that was exactly how it would have gone. Even though Ahn Jin-woo was thriving now under his control, the original Ahn Jin-woo would have found some way to torment Lee Su-hyun regardless.
In the end, unable to endure a third shock, Chu So-yeon moved to grab Jeong Min-ju as well.
Jeong Min-ju threw punches and kicks at Yu-min and Won-seon, but she couldn't bring herself to swing on Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon—even as the two of them charged in to restrain her. In the end, her refusal to strike those two was what caught her by the ankles. And not in the figurative sense. Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon seized both of Min-ju's ankles and hung on.
With her mobility gutted, Jeong Min-ju went down under Won-seon's tackle and slammed into the floor. Cho Yu-min rushed in and pinned Jeong Min-ju's arms hard. She was no match for Jeong Min-ju technically, but in raw strength, Cho Yu-min looked like she could go toe-to-toe. Min-ju tried to wrench her arms free. It was no use. With Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon clamped onto her legs, her arms and legs were completely locked down.
Won-seon straddled Jeong Min-ju's stomach and grinned.
"Got you now."
Then the indiscriminate beating started. Just as she'd done to Cho Yu-min, she left the face alone and drove her fists down into the abdomen.
"Khhnngh.."
Even the taut abs honed by years of training couldn't hold up against the relentless assault. At first she braced her core and endured, but as the blows kept coming, her face twisted.
"Nngh.. nngh..."
As the attack wore on, moans of pain started slipping out of her.
"S-stop.. nngh.. stop.. it.."
At last the words came out of Min-ju's mouth, begging her to stop. It had taken more than ten minutes of continuous beating before Jeong Min-ju opened her mouth.
"Heh heh.. Let's see just how precious this body of yours is, that you had the nerve to refuse even when Master told you to strip."
Only then did Won-seon lift Jeong Min-ju's T-shirt. After ten minutes of punishment, Jeong Min-ju's stomach was flushed an angry red. Bruises would be blooming blue soon enough. When she pulled the shirt all the way up, a black bra appeared, and beneath it, surprisingly full breasts. Won-seon shoved the bra up as well, and they bounced free. Even lying down they held their shape—they looked quite firm.
The moment her chest was exposed, she twisted in shame and tried to resist, but with her limbs already pinned it was useless. They yanked the T-shirt and bra all the way up. Then Cho Yu-min used the fabric bunched around her wrists to bind her arms.
"Heh heh heh.. Pretty tits, huh?"
Won-seon's rough hands groped Min-ju's breasts this way and that.
"Nice and firm, too. Good tits, aren't they..?"
"D...on't..."
A pitiful sound escaped Min-ju's lips. Having her breasts manhandled by another woman's hands was a first, which made the humiliation cut even deeper.
"Don't? Fine. Shall we move on to the next part, then?"
"N-no!!"
She cried out in a panic, but Won-seon had no intention of listening. She reversed her position on top of Min-ju, grabbed the pants and panties together, and yanked them down. Her pubic hair was exposed to the world.
"Khhn..."
Min-ju writhed in shame, but there was nothing else she could do.
"Ohh.. Pretty well-groomed, huh? You take care of this regularly?"
Won-seon said it while stroking Jeong Min-ju's pubic hair. It was neatly trimmed. Yu-min and Won-seon were both waxed bare, but the tidy grooming had a certain appeal of its own. Then she pulled the pants all the way off. Chu So-yeon and Lee Seul-bi helped strip them free, and Jeong Min-ju was left completely naked.
It didn't end there. On Won-seon's orders, Chu So-yeon and Lee Seul-bi each took a leg and wrenched them apart. Jeong Min-ju strained with everything she had to close them, but she couldn't overcome two women each hauling one leg open. Jeong Min-ju's slit was on full display even to Dong-hyun, watching from behind.
"Yu-min. Switch with me. You're better at handling women."
Won-seon said it as she took over the arms Yu-min had been pinning.
"Got it."
Yu-min switched places with a privately pleased heart, then settled in between Jeong Min-ju's spread legs.
"Wow.. It's actually really neat. And the inside's all pink, too."
Yu-min put her fingers in her mouth, coated them thickly with saliva, and brought them to Min-ju's pussy. First she traced a finger gently along the slit.
"Hnnn..."
Min-ju jolted at the sensation blooming from her most intimate place. Yu-min's touch was relentless. She knew better than anyone how to make a woman feel good, so even if Min-ju tried to resist, there was no stopping it.
"Haahnn.. hnnn.."
Under Yu-min's fingers, wetness began to seep from inside her. Soft moans started slipping from Min-ju's lips as well.
"Hmm? More sensitive than I thought? And I haven't even started yet."
Then she pushed her finger straight into Min-ju's vagina.
"Haahnn... don't..."
She pleaded pitifully. Yu-min wasn't listening. Her fingers probed even more relentlessly, watching Min-ju's face and reactions, judging exactly where to crook and scratch to make her come apart harder, driving deeper with every stroke.
Squelch. Squelch. As more fluid spilled from inside her, lewd wet sounds filled the quiet room.
"Hnnn... hnngh..."
With both arms and legs locked down, Jeong Min-ju suffered under Yu-min's relentless assault. She wanted to close her legs, but Lee Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon held them fast, and she couldn't.
"S-stop.. stop it...!!"
No matter how much she begged, Yu-min's fingers never stopped. For Yu-min, this was plenty entertaining and plenty arousing in its own right. Won-seon had felt the same, but watching this stoic, bold older woman lose her mind and drip wet from a single finger was no small pleasure. Yu-min had a strong sadistic streak to begin with, and being forcibly trained by Dong-hyun had been hard on her—so this was a rare chance to enjoy herself again.
"W-wait.. just wait.. stop.. please... I.. hnnngh!! Something's.. weird right now!!"
Min-ju's body trembled violently, teetering on the brink of climax. Seeing that, Dong-hyun—who had been watching from the bed—got up and approached.
"Shall we take a look at Ms. Jeong Min-ju coming?"
"Khhnngh!! Stay away!! You coward!! You can't do a damn thing on your own!!!"
She was furious at him, as if being held down and humiliated because of Dong-hyun was more than she could stand. He paid it no mind and crouched down in front of Min-ju's pussy.
"Khhhn!! No!! D-don't look!!! Haahnn!!!"
As Dong-hyun drew close, Yu-min's fingers moved even more viciously, attacking every sensitive spot she could find.
"Hyaaaaahn!!!!"
In the end, Min-ju couldn't hold on. She came spectacularly, squirting as she went over the edge.