Chapter 131 - Police Executive, Yoon Seol
The male rookie police officer was terrified of the executive in front of him.
Because Yoon Seol had a reputation as a sadist who particularly enjoyed tormenting men.
The fact that he alone was in the conference room with her right now—that was all her doing.
She'd ordered it to be a one-on-one meeting.
He had no idea what she intended, but...
The pressure of briefing Yoon Seol alone was absolutely terrifying.
Plus, she was an executive with outstanding performance, and rumors inside the police department said whatever she wanted, she got.
"Come over here."
Yoon Seol gestured for him to come closer with a knowing smile.
"Why... are you doing this..."
"I hate having to repeat myself."
At the sudden chill in her voice, the officer, his face pale, hurried over to Yoon Seol.
"Kneel."
She ordered with a bright smile.
"Y-Yoon Seol-nim... why..."
"I said kneel."
Her icy gaze through her sunglasses made the officer's blood run cold.
His lips trembling, he knelt before her.
Here, Yoon Seol's word was law.
"Put your hands behind your back."
At her command, the rookie officer clasped his hands behind his back.
'Wh—what...!'
His eyes went wide as he looked up at her.
Yoon Seol pulled down her panties, then grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face directly against her vulva beneath her skirt.
"Gack-!! Guhk-!!"
The man struggled, barely able to breathe, but...
Yoon Seol smiled happily and continued.
"Haa... if you don't satisfy me today, you're fired today. So suck hard."
She hooked her legs over his shoulders and leaned back in her chair.
Suffocating, the officer had no choice but to stimulate her vulva with his mouth under Yoon Seol's cruel threat.
Sluuurp— smack—!!
For several minutes like that, choking and gasping, he had to suck Yoon Seol's vulva.
When he was finally allowed to breathe again...
The officer's face was a mess of tears and snot.
"Gasp—! Hah—! Hah—!"
"You sucked well~"
Yoon Seol stepped closer, looked down at his face, and tapped his cheek with her palm—tap tap.
"But... I don't really like your face."
With a smirk, Yoon Seol called the subordinates waiting outside the conference room.
"Fire him effective today."
"Y-Yoon Seol-nim..? Yoon Seol-nim..!! Please..!!"
The officer, his face a wreck, begged—but the subordinates grabbed his arms firmly and dragged him out.
"Kids these days are no fun... shit."
Yoon Seol muttered the curse under her breath and flipped through the investigation file.
Her superiors had ordered her to locate and investigate the mafia organization.
But Yoon Seol could barely muster any interest.
No matter how she looked at it, the file was full of boring-looking women.
If only some cute guys would show up.
"The mafia's full of women. Is that how it should be?"
Yoon Seol, still not having pulled up her panties, flipped through the documents—flip flip.
At that moment—!
"What's this...? A police plant? But he's dead?"
Where Yoon Seol's eyes stopped... was Kang Minseo's file.
"But no body was ever found?"
Yoon Seol, who'd been a cop for decades, felt an instinct at once.
> The probability that he was still alive was high.
> Because... Kang Minseo's face was very much to her taste.
> A face that makes you want to torment it even from a photo. Kang Minseo had caught her fancy like no one else in her life.
"A face that makes you want to fuck with it like this... no way they'd kill him easily, right?"
Yoon Seol jumped up from her seat in excitement.
"Hey!! Someone bring me the files on Baekhwa!!"
And so Yoon Seol's hunt for Baekhwa began.
*
"Wait... Seo-young-nim... didn't you say you were going to exercise...?"
Minseo asked with a flustered expression.
"Do you know what's most important before exercising?"
Seo-young chuckled and continued.
"That's right—a massage. Hurry up and rub."
Right now, Seo-young was urging Minseo to massage her body while she lay on the mat.
It was obvious she just wanted to satisfy her own desires, but what could he do?
If he didn't want to get fucked in the gym under the staff's watch, he had no choice but to massage her diligently.
Minseo started by kneading Seo-young's firm legs.
"That's right~ You're doing well, Minseo~"
Feeling like a dog praised for a trick, Minseo accepted her head pat as he slowly pressed her legs—squeeze squeeze.
His hands traveled up from her legs, and when he gently stroked her waist—
"Eut-heu-"
A faint moan escaped Seo-young's lips.
"Why do you keep making strange sounds..."
At the moan, Minseo's face flushed as he kneaded her waist with force—
"Ha-at-!"
Seo-young jerked her waist and trembled at his touch.
'You're really sensitive...?'
Minseo found it oddly amusing that every time he pressed her waist, she flinched—twitch twitch.
He was always the one getting tormented...
He felt like he was the one tormenting Seo-young for once.
Right. If not now, when? He decided to get a little more mischievous.
Minseo's hands moved higher and began to knead Seo-young's breasts.
"Aah—Minseo-yaa—"
Seo-young's chest heaved as she moaned.
Minseo grabbed her soft breasts and kneaded them roughly.
"Seo-young-nim... this is a massage, so you shouldn't have weird thoughts—"
Enjoying her reactions, Minseo deliberately kneaded even harder.
He continued like that for several minutes.
Deciding he'd tormented her enough, Minseo let go.
"Seo-young-nim... the massage is done..."
He looked at her face, expecting her to look flustered from all the moaning, but...
It was the opposite.
Instead, Seo-young wore an expression of pure delight, her eyes already fixed on him with a hungry gaze.
"Ah... crazy..."
It wasn't me tormenting her—she was loving it.
Minseo stepped back and swallowed nervously.
Then Seo-young smiled and got up from the mat.
"I could be an actress, right? I'm so good at acting."
"Seo-young-nim..? You know that was a joke, right..?"
Minseo was terrified as he looked into her eyes, which seemed ready to devour him.
"I know, I know. But our Minseo needs a massage too, right? Before exercising?"
"I—I don't need one..."
"Where do you think you're going?"
Thump—!
Seo-young grabbed his wrist, pulled him down onto the mat, and whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry. There are eyes watching, so I'll go easy. Just twice the intensity you used on my body."
With a grin that said she was having the time of her life, Seo-young began massaging Minseo almost forcibly.
Her hands immediately went to the inside of his thighs. She slipped her hand into his shorts and roughly kneaded his bare thigh.
"Heup-"
Pinned under Seo-young, unable to fight back, Minseo could only let her violate his body and pray it would end quickly.
But Seo-young wasn't the kind to let him go so easily.
From his inner thighs to his nipples, abs, and... his cock and balls...
Her hands stimulated every part of him.
"Heu-euk- hak-"
Seo-young reached inside his clothes, grabbing his firm buttocks with one hand while the other roughly worked his bare cock and balls.
"You have to massage like this. It's good for working out."
She knew she was talking nonsense, but she didn't care.
Because Minseo, lying under her and letting out pitiful moans, was just too pretty.
His eyes wild as his entire body was violated—that was more than enough to awaken Seo-young's sadistic nature.
She was already recklessly stimulating his ass and cock as intensely as she could.
Her hand, moving inside his clothes, recklessly churned through his lower body, tormenting him.
"Eu-heuk- hak- Stop- Seo-young-nim!"
Minseo, his cock already hard and exposed, was at Seo-young's mercy.
"Wow... shit... executives play like that?"
"Lucky..."
And there were hotel gym staff watching those lewd acts from a distance.
"Did you see the guy under the executive? He looked really cute."
"I know. If I ever get a chance..."
The two female staff whispered, unable to look away from the lewd scene.
His clothes weren't even off—Seo-young had her hand inside them and was madly kneading his privates.
"Keu-heup- Ha-euk-!! I'm gonna... gonna cum..!"
With Seo-young's relentless touch, Minseo felt a powerful urge to cum.
"It's not over yet. Massage."
Unperturbed, Seo-young rubbed his cock roughly against her palm.
"Nngh—!! Stop—!!"
Soon—with Minseo's scream...
His underwear was drenched with semen.
"Aah— aah—"
Minseo panted roughly and ejaculated violently into Seo-young's hand.
Squirt—squirt squirt—
"Minseo, this isn't sex, so it's okay, right?"
"Haah... you're too much..."
Minseo, who had just cum in his underwear at the gym, had a bright red face.
"I guess I'll have to exercise later."
Seo-young picked up the panting Minseo and headed to the guest room.
With her hand covered in semen.