Chapter 106 - Ha-young's Slave Training 2
Truth was, Hayoung had been carrying a deep gratitude toward Minseo.
After all the ways she'd tormented him—sexually, personally—she never in her wildest dreams imagined he'd be so committed to catching the Baekhwa spy.
Going through this ordeal made Hayoung realize she could trust Minseo completely... and that her feelings for him were slowly starting to change.
What had started as mere curiosity about his body, a simple sexual desire...
Now, every time she saw Minseo, her heart thumped with excitement, a pleasant tremor ran through her. She felt happy... comfortable around him.
Of course, liking him more didn't change the fact that Minseo was still her slave.
That was why Hayoung didn't want to lose him again.
She didn't want Minseo to get caught up in dangerous situations again.
She didn't want Minseo to disappear again.
That's why she felt the need to put him through such harsh training.
"Haa—!! Haa—!!"
Minseo's eyes were rimmed red as he wept uncontrollably, accepting Hayoung's doggy-style thrusts.
Thump—!! Thump—!
Showing no mercy for the crying Minseo, Hayoung ruthlessly drove the dildo attached to her strap-on deep into his ass.
Every time it pressed hard against his prostate, Minseo's body shuddered like he'd been electrocuted, his sobs trembling.
By now, Minseo's hair was soaked with sweat, a testament to how intensely he'd been taken from behind. The handprints branded on his buttocks from Hayoung's discipline were swollen a deep, lewd red.
And his cock?
Thanks to the constant prostate stimulation, his cock twitched like it was begging to be touched, leaking trails of white pre-cum.
The fluid had already dripped onto the bed, making the scene even more obscene.
"I won't... hng... act on my own again... hik—!"
Minseo, arms raised above his head, panted—his abs and stomach clearly visible—as he begged Hayoung for forgiveness.
"That goes without saying. If something like this happens again, I'm putting a leash on you. Understand?"
At Hayoung's terrifying scolding, tears streamed down Minseo's face in steady drops.
Some of his tears came from pleasure or pain, but there was remorse mixed in too.
He knew that too. He'd worried not just Hayoung, but everyone. He was deeply grateful and moved that they'd all gone so far to save him.
That was why, even though this training was painful and exhausting, he could accept it—it was proof that Hayoung cared for him.
"Huu... Kang Minseo."
"Heh... heh... yes...!"
But Minseo didn't know yet that Hayoung's training was only just beginning.
"You move your hips."
"Wh—what?"
As Minseo asked back, not understanding what Hayoung meant—
Slap—!!
A stinging slap landed on his buttocks.
"Khh—!!!"
His buttocks burned like fire, a wave of pain washing over him. Minseo felt terror as his thighs trembled involuntarily from the sharp agony.
The fear of not knowing when the next blow would come while blindfolded was far more agonizing than he'd imagined. The feeling of pain and pleasure ravaging his body was an incredibly strange, mysterious sensation.
"I said move your hips and grind it in."
Hayoung's training had now begun in earnest.
At Hayoung's words, Minseo began to sway his hips little by little, driving his ass onto Hayoung's strap-on.
Squelch— squelch—
Minseo had to sway his hips himself, letting out rough moans.
But if it were just swaying his hips on his own, it wouldn't be training.
As Minseo's rhythm began to slow just a little—
Slap—!
Hayoung's whip immediately struck his buttocks.
"Khh—!!!"
"Not moving properly, are you?"
Slap—!! Slap—!!
Hayoung struck his buttocks mercilessly, harder than ever, not sparing him at all.
"Ugh—!!! Ooh—!!!"
Minseo had to drive himself onto the dildo quickly and forcefully, tears and snot streaming down like a broken faucet.
"Haah—!! Haah—!!"
Even though he wasn't the one doing the thrusting, the thought that Hayoung's stinging whip could fly at any moment made Minseo tremble, yet he thrust his hips back and forth with all his might.
While he slammed his red, swollen ass onto her strap-on with a loud thump-thump, thump-thump...
Hayoung wore a very satisfied smile as she watched Minseo moaning like he was losing his mind, his cock erect to the point of bursting and leaking pre-cum.
'It's so lewd... I'm going to go crazy...'
As if they hadn't just been fucking, Hayoung's pussy was so wet that her juices were leaking out.
Watching Minseo's dizzying posture drove her wild.
Even so, the training had to continue.
She reached down and—
Hayoung grabbed Minseo's cock as he panted and moaned lewdly, working hard on his thrusting rhythm.
"Khh—!!! Wai—t"
Minseo's back arched at the sudden ecstatic stimulation of his cock, and he drooled like a dog.
"I told you to keep moving your hips, didn't I?"
Hayoung struck Minseo's ass again with the hand that wasn't holding his cock.
"Kyaa—!! I'm sorry!!!"
Minseo now had to force his hips to move, crying like he had no other choice.
With the distant pain from his ass and the ecstatic pleasure storming through his prostate and cock, Minseo's body twitched like it was broken, unable to keep his wits.
Just when the pain became unbearable, the ecstatic pleasure would take over. And when his brain felt like it was melting from the pleasure, the stinging pain would snap him back to reality. Taking turns, they tore his body apart completely.
Hayoung didn't care. She shook Minseo's cock up and down, and at the same time, if he lost his mind to the pleasure and stopped moving his hips, she'd strike his ass without mercy.
"Khhhaaah—!!"
"Nooo!!"
"Please!!"
Inside Hayoung's room, Minseo's voice was already hoarse from screaming as he begged pitifully while Hayoung violated him with her whole body.
"I'll never...!!! I'll never!!! Do it again!!"
"I know, so move your hips."
Even as Minseo begged pitifully for her to stop, Hayoung showed no intention of letting him off the hook. She was determined to see it through.
And so, Hayoung's brutal training of Minseo continued for several dozen minutes.
Squelch—!! Squelch—!! Squelch—!!
Minseo's swollen ass frantically accepted the dildo, bringing him both pleasure and pain.
"Khh—haah—!! Haah—!! Haah—!!"
Minseo's blindfold was soaked through from crying, and his pale body was drenched in sweat, making him look even more lewd.
Not just his ass, but his thighs had also been through Hayoung's hands.
And on his once-pale thighs, clear red whip marks remained.
His cock was desperate, leaking nothing but pathetic pre-cum because Hayoung had been shaking it slowly and stickily to keep him from coming.
Watching Minseo, who had already become a total wreck, Hayoung figured this was probably enough.
At this point, he wouldn't act on his own again.
"Minseo-ya, have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes—!! I'll never!! Do it again!!"
At Hayoung's words, Minseo answered with a hoarse, sobbing wail, as if he'd been waiting for this.
"Good."
With that one word, Hayoung—
Thump—! Thump—!! Thump—!!
Stroke—!! Stroke—!! Stroke—!!
She grabbed Minseo's slender hips and thrust forcefully, while simultaneously shaking his cock back and forth, smooth and fast.
"Ugh—!!! Hah—! Hah—!!!"
As the pleasure suddenly climbed without end, Minseo couldn't control his body. His head snapped back as he jumped and bucked like he was about to spring up.
He felt his consciousness fading in the pitch-black darkness...
"Aaaah—!!!!!"
Before long, Minseo shot white cum like a water gun from his tip, climaxing harder than ever before.
The bed was soaked with his cum.
And Minseo, his whole body convulsing, passed out right there.
"Minseo-ya, don't you ever go anywhere again."
Hayoung took off the blindfold from the limp Minseo, gave his cheek a quick kiss, and pulled him into a hug.
And so, Hayoung's harsh training came to an end.
*
"Eonni!!! Are you crazy!!?"
In front of Seoyoung, who was shouting at the top of her lungs, Hayoung sat being scolded with her mouth clamped shut.
It was extremely rare for her little sister Seoyoung to scold her, let alone scold Hayoung, the head of Baekhwa.
But Ji-ha and Suhyeon, standing next to her, weren't even thinking of stopping Seoyoung. They just watched from the side.
Because Hayoung's actions deserved the scolding.
"How could you overwork a kid who hasn't even fully recovered yet!!"
"Um... I guess... sorry... hehe."
For the first time in a while, Hayoung had shifted from her charismatic self into a soft, giggly version.
She'd realized it herself after the training was over.
That her sadist switch had been turned up way too high.
She hadn't originally intended to overwork him to this extent.
But with her suppressed sexual desire exploding, combined with her sadist tendencies and the need to discipline him, she'd ended up overworking Minseo.
"Ugh... I can't believe you... seriously... everyone else is working their asses off! And! You! You're just having all the fun by yourself... I'm so jealous—"
Seoyoung's eyes went wide as she spoke, and she slapped a hand over her mouth.
"......."
"......."
Because Seoyoung had gotten so worked up that her true feelings slipped out without her realizing it.
The atmosphere suddenly turned into one where it was hard to hold back laughter.
Ji-ha was covering her mouth, chuckling, and even the stoic Suhyeon turned away and cleared her throat.
"Ah... so that's how it is. You weren't angry because I overworked Minseo—you were jealous that I got to ravage him."
As Hayoung teased Seoyoung with a playful, mischievous expression—
"Ah!! Eonni! Get over here!!"
True to her nature as a woman of action, Seoyoung lunged at Hayoung, face red.