Chapter 2 - Slave Contract
His mind was reeling.
He prayed this was all just a dream.
He had ejaculated while convulsing in front of a woman.
Wouldn't it just be better to die?
Shame tore through Minseo's entire body.
His eyes welled up with tears again.
"Minseo-ya. What did I tell you?"
Hayoung watched him and spoke calmly.
At those words, Minseo's pupils trembled.
"Pfft... Just kidding. I haven't even taken the tape off your mouth yet, so I'll let it slide."
Hayoung laughed as if it were amusing and stroked his hair.
Then she peeled the tape off his mouth and wiped the semen on her hand onto his cheek.
"You can talk now, right? Well, the practice game is over. Now it's the main game."
Minseo couldn't believe his ears. What...? She was going to keep going even more...?
Just as he was about to speak, thinking he had to stop her somehow, Hayoung said,
"And Minseo-ya. The moment you say anything other than that you want to ejaculate, I'll leave the consequences to your imagination."
That was it. Any thought of trying to change things was already useless.
He'd already been reduced to her plaything.
Hayoung went behind him and whispered into his ear.
"If you want to ejaculate, say it clearly and loudly. Otherwise, it doesn't count."
She whispered like a devil, a smile on her lips.
It was time for hell again.
As if giving him a back hug, she grabbed his penis from behind once more.
"Hnng!"
Having ejaculated once, Minseo's body had become hypersensitive, and the stimulation was overwhelming.
Hayoung gripped Minseo's penis and began to stroke him slowly again.
Unable to resist, Minseo could only tremble, his legs spread wide.
"Your body is very sensitive, isn't it?"
Hayoung watched Minseo's body shudder and pinched his nipples.
She didn't stop stroking.
"Hah..."
Kang Minseo had to endure Hayoung twisting and tormenting his nipples while he couldn't offer any resistance.
Soon, Kang Minseo's penis became stiff and erect again from the stimulation.
It had started again.
Would he be able to endure it this time...? The shame...
Hayoung began to stroke faster and faster.
She rubbed his glans, already oozing with pre-cum, with her thumb.
"Hnnngh!"
The stimulation of rubbing the glans was too intense.
His mind was going blank again.
Kang Minseo's body jolted from the intense stimulation scrambling his brain.
Hayoung looked at Kang Minseo's face.
His eyes, red from crying, his pale face, and his soft black hair were more than enough to make her want to torment him.
Tears were already welling up in the corners of his eyes again, impossible to hold back.
If so, she had to make him cry even more.
She grabbed his penis and shook it even harder, while her left hand gripped his nipple hard and twisted.
"Hnnngh... stop... please..!"
Kang Minseo pleaded in a pitiful voice.
"Minseo-ya. If you feel like you're going to come, you have to say it clearly and loudly, right? If you mumble like that, I can't understand you."
Her voice was firm.
"I.. I think I'm going to come... please.. stop..!"
Kang Minseo shouted, trembling violently.
She gently let go of his penis, which she had been stroking vigorously.
"Hah... hah..."
Kang Minseo gasped for air.
Was it a sigh of relief that she'd stopped him from coming? Or a sigh of misery because he couldn't come even if he wanted to?
Either way, he was definitely entertaining her.
"Hnnng..."
Pitiful tears streamed down his cheeks.
"Hnng... Boss.. I was wrong..... just once, just once... please save me... hnnng..."
Kang Minseo pleaded with the Boss through his tears.
"Minseo-ya. Who said I wouldn't save you? You'll live if you just keep doing what you're doing now. You're doing well~ Don't cry. No one's going to save you just because you cry."
Hayoung's words crushed his last hope miserably.
"Now, Minseo-ya. You've rested enough, so we have to do it again, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed his penis.
"Ngh-"
After all the repeated stimulation, his body was already hypersensitive.
Hayoung watched Minseo moan and began to stroke slowly again.
Slick, slick-
Slick, slick-
Now, every time she stroked, he would lift his hips and tremble.
"Hah... hah..."
His moans echoed quietly through the warehouse.
Slick, slick, slick, slick-
Suddenly, her hand began to stroke him rapidly.
"Ngh!!"
Since it hadn't been long since she'd stopped him from coming, Kang Minseo's climax peaked quickly.
"Nnngh... I think I'm going to come... stop.. stop.. ngh.. please."
Kang Minseo pleaded again.
But this time, her reaction was different.
"Hold it in a little longer."
Her firm voice was enough to fluster him.
The climax was surging toward Minseo, and it felt like he would come any second.
"Please.. I think I'm going to come...! Please...!"
He shouted, pulling his hips back as much as possible so she couldn't stroke him.
"Pfft."
Seeing that, she made a satisfied expression and gently let go of his penis.
"Hah... hah..."
Having barely managed to hold back his climax, Minseo gasped for air.
He was at his mental limit. Pleasure surged like a tidal wave, and he couldn't hold on.
"You listen well, don't you? Did you want to die that badly?"
Hayoung stroked his hair.
"But why did you try to deceive me? Did I look like a pushover?"
Hayoung moved in front of Minseo, crouched down, and stared into his eyes.
He couldn't say anything.
Minseo's reddened eyes avoided her gaze.
"Hmm? Minseo-ya? You have to answer when I ask."
She asked in a cold voice.
"I.. I was wrong.."
Kang Minseo could only say this.
Because no matter what he said, the outcome was already miserably ruined.
"Right. Well, let's receive the punishment for the sins you've committed."
She left the warehouse for a moment and returned with something.
A pink, cylindrical object. It was a masturbator sleeve.
"Th-this is..."
"It's an electric sleeve. I'm going to put this on your cock, so try to endure it for five minutes."
She laughed and poured lube into the sleeve.
Then, she shoved the sleeve onto Minseo's penis.
"Looks good. Pretty."
Kang Minseo, with his eyes red from crying and his pale body, wearing a masturbator sleeve. Who wouldn't feel the urge to be sadistic?
Kang Minseo hung his head as if resigned.
"Then.. start."
With that, Hayoung turned on the switch of the sleeve.
Buzz-
The sleeve began to vibrate, tightly squeezing Minseo's penis.
"Hah..."
It wasn't as strong as her hand, but the continuous, subtle vibration stimulated his penis in a different way.
Hayoung brought a chair from somewhere and sat in front of him.
He, with his legs spread and his hands tied, enduring the stimulation of the sleeve, looked pitiful yet incredibly arousing at the same time.
"Hah... hah..."
He moaned so erotically that she could feel herself getting wet.
"Minseo-ya. It's five minutes. One minute has passed now."
Hayoung said, watching Minseo struggle and moan.
I know that... but... hnng... it's too sensitive...
Even though it was a weak vibration, it kept tormenting his penis, making him feel like his brain was melting.
His legs also trembled slightly.
How much time had passed?
To Minseo, one minute felt like an hour.
"Four minutes have passed?"
Hayoung checked her watch.
"But it wouldn't be fun if it ended this easily, right?"
Hayoung smiled and pulled out the remote.
"What... there was no such talk... ngh..."
Minseo said, flustered, but it was useless.
Hayoung immediately turned the intensity up one level.
Buuuzzzz---
The sleeve on Minseo's penis made a loud noise, squeezing his cock even tighter while vibrating powerfully.
"Hnngg-!"
Minseo didn't know what to do with the intense stimulation that had started again.
"Hah... hah... hah..."
Hayoung laughed with satisfaction as she watched his ragged breathing and trembling body.
His struggle to lift and lower his hips repeatedly to somehow receive less stimulation was truly a sight to behold.
"Boss... please... stop... hnngh!!"
Minseo, whose climax was at its limit, began to plead again.
Seeing that, Hayoung crouched down and said to Minseo, who was enduring with his lips tightly shut.
"Do you want to come? Then will you be my slave from now on?"
"Ngh... what is that.."
"It means exactly what it says. If I tell you to crawl, you crawl; if I tell you to take it off, you take it off; if I tell you to eat, you eat. You become my slave."
"Hnngh... how could such a.."
"Then come right here and die. I'll send you off comfortably."
At Hayoung's firm words, Minseo's eyes welled up with tears.
Minseo had no more time. It really felt like he would come at any moment.
"I'll do it... ngh... I'll do it, so please let me come..."
He chose the path of survival.
"Then say, 'Master, please let me come.'"
Hayoung said with a smile.
It was the limit now.
"Ngh! Master, please let me come!"
Minseo pleaded and shouted.
"Right. Come to your heart's content. Minseo-ya."
"Hnnnnnnggh!"
His entire body trembled, his cock throbbed up and down, and he came amidst immense pleasure.
Because he had been tormented continuously and had held it in for so long, he couldn't easily recover from the afterglow of his climax.
His legs continued to tremble, and his cock throbbed as semen leaked out of the sleeve.
Hayoung made a satisfied expression as she watched, then pulled out the sleeve.
His semen dripped onto the mat with a wet thud.
"You came quite a lot."
Kang Minseo went limp as his tension and strength faded after the climax.
Hayoung touched Minseo's cheek and whispered into his ear.
"I look forward to working with you."