Pleasure Spreading in the Opulent Cafe
Baek Jang-mi watched Su-ryeon, savoring her reaction, a cold and peculiar smile playing on her lips. It was a smile that suggested this was only the beginning, amplifying Cheon Su-ryeon's growing dread.
"Now, pull yourself together."
Jang-mi spoke in a soft voice, but it was entirely devoid of warmth.
"Today, you will be watching a performance by Adam, the greatest magician in the Holy Heavenly Kingdom."
The magician Adam... His name sounded almost like a forbidden word. Su-ryeon instinctively sensed that what lay ahead was far more than a simple magic show.
Jang-mi glanced at her wristwatch, then grabbed the arm of the still-dazed Su-ryeon and pulled her along.
"We still have some time before the show starts, so let's have a cup of coffee to wake you up."
Jang-mi's touch was gentle, yet to Su-ryeon, it felt like an inescapable noose. Consumed by fear and anxiety over the unknown, Su-ryeon had no choice but to let herself be led away.
Before long, Jang-mi and Su-ryeon arrived at the opulent cafe nestled inside Lumen Operium. Crystal-clear chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a soft glow over the neatly arranged marble tables.
Luxurious works of art were displayed throughout the cafe, creating the illusion of walking through a high-end art gallery.
On the tables sat uniquely designed mechanical menus. Their transparent LCD screens displayed photos of various beverages and desserts, allowing customers to order with a simple touch of a finger.
Once a selection was made and payment processed, a numbered ticket would be issued. When the order was ready, the ticket number would flash on a large screen in the center of the cafe.
Without bothering to ask for Su-ryeon's input, Jang-mi deftly operated the mechanical menu. Her long, slender fingers tapped rapidly across the screen, selecting two cups of Geisha Bloom.
A moment later, she indifferently handed the printed ticket to Su-ryeon, a cold smile playing on her lips.
"When our number is called, go fetch them yourself."
"Understood..."
Su-ryeon replied in a low whisper, but she could easily read the hidden malice behind Jang-mi's words. She knew with absolute certainty that the moment she stood up to retrieve the coffee, the horrific device inside her vagina would be turned on.
A bone-chilling terror gripped her heart, accompanied by a desperate, overwhelming urge to flee the cafe right then and there.
The moment that thought crossed Su-ryeon's mind, Jang-mi whispered softly.
"Do you want to run away?"
The voice sounded as if it had pierced straight through to her deepest, most secret thoughts. Su-ryeon flinched, her eyes darting up to meet Jang-mi's gaze.
Seeing Su-ryeon's startled reaction, a cruel smirk spread across Jang-mi's face.
"You really were thinking of running, weren't you?"
Her tone remained soft, but it carried a chilling warning.
"If a Sex Slave runs away, they are put to death in excruciating agony the moment they are caught. And it will be done in the most humiliating, brutal way imaginable."
Jang-mi paused, her eyes slowly scanning Su-ryeon's pale, bloodless face. Then, she struck right at her weakest point, adding a ruthless truth.
"And if you do run, Seon-yeong and the others you care about will pay the price for your sins in your stead. So, I highly advise against making any foolish decisions."
"Ah..."
Those words utterly crushed the last remaining spark of hope within Su-ryeon. In that moment, a freezing cold seeped into her very bones as she was forced to face the agonizing reality: she was no longer a noble, but a mere Sex Slave.
Her freedom had been stripped away long ago, and her existence was now nothing more than a tool subjugated to her master's whims. Every choice she made was a shackle that could bring about not only her own destruction, but also shatter the lives of everyone she held dear.
Oppression and terror weighed heavily on her chest, forcing her to realize, with bitter clarity, that she was a bird trapped in a cage, utterly unable to escape.
A short while later, the number on the ticket Su-ryeon was holding flashed on the large screen hanging in the center of the cafe.
As if she had been waiting for this exact moment, Jang-mi picked up the remote control resting on the table, a sinister smile spreading across her face. Her eyes gleamed with the sharp, predatory light of a beast about to pounce on its prey.
"It's our turn. Go fetch it."
Her voice was sweet, but to Cheon Su-ryeon, it was the knell announcing the arrival of a moment she dreaded above all else.
Sensing that the worst-case scenario had finally arrived, Su-ryeon's expression filled with sorrow. Her lips pressed into a tight line, and her clenched fists hung weakly at her sides as her legs began to tremble.
"Understood..."
The moment she whispered her reply and stood up, Jang-mi's finger pressed a button on the remote.
Bzzzzzz!
"Ah...!"
In that instant, a low, steady vibration rippled through the most intimate depths of Su-ryeon's body. Yet, this was merely the prelude to the horrific ordeal she was about to endure.
Forcing her trembling legs to move, Cheon Su-ryeon took one agonizing step after another toward the counter. Though her lower body shuddered visibly beneath her thin clothing, she desperately tried to maintain a calm expression as she walked forward.
A choked whimper threatened to escape her tightly sealed lips, and her fingertips turned pale and bloodless.
Watching Su-ryeon struggle to keep her composure, a sadistic smile played on Jang-mi's lips. She slowly turned the dial on the remote, cranking the intensity up to level 30.
BZZZZZZZZZZ!
Instantly, the vibrations scraping against the inner walls of Su-ryeon's vagina grew violently intense. A chaotic mixture of pleasure and pain battered her nerves, grinding against her tender flesh.
The bizarre, foreign sensation—as if countless insects were crawling through a narrow passage—began to blur her reason and awaken her raw instincts.
Barely swallowing the moans that threatened to burst forth, Su-ryeon grit her teeth and quickened her pace. The muscles of her inner thighs spasms violently, and her hips twitched involuntarily.
Her mind was consumed by a single, desperate thought: retrieve the coffee as quickly as possible and return to her seat.
Jang-mi watched the spectacle with immense amusement.
Oh... she's holding up surprisingly well even at level 30.
Admiring her resilience, Jang-mi stared at Su-ryeon, eagerly anticipating what kind of face she would make next.
Having barely managed to reach the counter, Su-ryeon waited for the coffee, desperately trying to feign composure.
Though her face was pale, a forced smile was plastered on her lips, and her eyes shook with a hazy, unfocused gaze. Her lower body, however, had already crossed into the realm of the uncontrollable.
The ticklish, erotic sensation blooming deep inside her vagina was now growing sharper, mocking her failing willpower.
No... please...
Su-ryeon screamed inwardly, but her body was already teetering precariously on the razor-thin edge between pleasure and shame.
"Two cups of Geisha Bloom, ready for pickup."
With a polite, low voice, a staff member wearing a white apron handed the tray to Su-ryeon. The moment the crimson liquid in the delicate glass cups entered her field of vision, Su-ryeon went blank, as if hypnotized.
"Thank you..."
Su-ryeon barely managed to mumble her thanks as she took the tray.
But just as Su-ryeon turned to walk back, a cruel smile spread across Jang-mi's face. The moment her finger pushed the remote's output higher, the vibrating dildo inside Su-ryeon's vagina began to thrash like a wild beast.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!
As the intensity surged to level 60, Su-ryeon could no longer hold it in. Her suppressed moans finally burst forth, echoing loudly throughout the quiet cafe.
"Ah... ahh! Ahh...!"
At Su-ryeon's highly suggestive moans, every single eye in the cafe instantly locked onto her.
Some stared with blatant curiosity, others with deep contempt, while several women blushed and began to whisper among themselves. Su-ryeon was engulfed in a wave of intense humiliation, feeling as though she had been stripped completely naked and thrown before a crowd.
Ah! I can't bear this!
She froze in place, barely holding onto the tray. Her legs squeezed tightly together as if she were desperately holding in urine, and the muscles of her inner thighs spasmed violently.
Hot arousal poured relentlessly from her vagina. Since she was wearing no underwear, the sticky fluid was on the verge of dripping down her thighs and pooling onto the pristine marble floor.
Su-ryeon bit her lip, desperately trying to endure the pain and humiliation, but her body was no longer obeying her commands.
Standing there, forcing her legs together to squeeze her vagina shut, she looked utterly pitiful—like a broken doll thrashing between the extremes of agony and ecstasy. The cafe buzzed with the murmurs of the onlookers.
Jang-mi sat in the distance with her legs elegantly crossed, watching the entire scene unfold as if she were enjoying an entertaining play.
A cruel smile remained etched on her face, her eyes shining with a cold light, savoring the desperate struggles of her prey.
Just then, a tall male waiter cautiously approached Su-ryeon, a worried expression on his face.
"Excuse me, miss, are you alright?"
Su-ryeon barely clung to her consciousness and nodded.
"Yes... I'm fine."
Though her voice trembled weakly, she tried her best to answer calmly. Inside, however, a violent storm was raging.
As the intense vibrations continued without pause, Su-ryeon's body grew hotter and hotter. The sensitive nerves deep inside her vagina were relentlessly stimulated, dragging her toward an unwanted ecstasy regardless of her will.
A searing heat swirled in her lower abdomen, and her inner thighs clenched tightly, sending waves of electric pleasure coursing through her.
It felt as if every blood vessel in her body was dilating. Her senses had become so hyper-sensitive that even the slightest brush of air made her entire frame shudder.
Clinging to the final threads of her sanity, Su-ryeon fought back desperately. She bit her lip to swallow her moans and squeezed her legs together with all her might to stop the wetness from dripping down.
Yet, her efforts were becoming increasingly futile. The waves of pleasure crashed over her willpower, and her body reacted with ever-greater intensity.
Right at that moment, the waiter's gaze drifted down to Su-ryeon's thighs. Spotting a single streak of clear, glistening fluid trickling down between her legs, his face flushed red with embarrassment.
He quickly averted his eyes, trying to act as if he had seen nothing, but his ears burning crimson only highlighted the sheer humiliation of Su-ryeon's wretched state.
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