Chapter 209 - Strip Joker Draw 2
I could feel their gazes vividly—lewd eyes searching every inch of my body.
Minseo felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, the fine hairs on his skin standing on end.
"Ugh... seriously."
He was sitting there with nothing on but a pair of boxer briefs.
Having lost the round, Minseo was forced to carry out the penalty: removing two pieces of clothing.
Of all things, he'd dressed casually in just a white short-sleeved shirt and black shorts. Once those were gone, only his underwear remained.
Shit... if I knew it would end up like this, I should've at least worn socks...
Feeling those sticky gazes slowly scanning his bare skin, Minseo wanted to bolt right then and there.
The atmosphere was suffocating. Yu-jin and Chae-ryeong were driving him mad with seductive gestures while baring their breasts, and Seo-young—looking like she was in heat—shamelessly flaunted her pale, naked body, her arousal dripping onto the floor.
Looking at them made him painfully self-conscious of his lower body, which kept twitching in response.
Earlier, he'd at least had pants on to hide the curves...
But now, he was down to just his boxers.
The massive bulge in his underwear was impossible to miss, and the executives were clearly getting off on the sight of his firm, muscular chest.
It was obvious that if he got even a little harder, the fabric would barely be able to contain him.
That realization only made Minseo more frantic.
He had no idea what these women would do to him—how they would devour him—if he showed them a full erection.
"Minseo? Your body looks even lewder like this, doesn't it?"
Jiha, who had been staring intently at his midsection, gently traced a finger over his stomach.
Was his body always this good?
she wondered.
Jiha admired the view, taking in his firm, contoured chest and clearly defined abs.
She wasn't imagining things. When Minseo first arrived as a slave, he hadn't been this built; he'd just been lean and wiry.
But after countless sexual encounters with so many women, his body had begun to tone up.
Doing such rough "exercise" almost every night had naturally packed on muscle and filled out his frame.
"Ah... it's embarrassing..."
The moment her finger brushed his abs, Minseo's body flinched.
He realized then that he had absolutely no immunity to this. The more eyes were fixed on him, the more the shame intensified.
Even though he'd been naked with all of them before—and had done things far more depraved—this was different.
Being subjected to this while they were all gathered together felt like an entirely different beast.
Every time those suggestive gazes pierced him, his heart hammered against his ribs, and every sensation was magnified a hundredfold.
He could feel himself swelling just from the way they looked at him. His breathing grew heavy, even though they hadn't even touched him yet.
These overwhelming sensations were seeping into every part of his body. He knew that if this continued, he was going to be 'devoured.'
It's dangerous... this feeling... my head is spinning...
Sensing the crisis, Minseo knew he had to find a way out.
At this rate, the game would never end. These women were planning to keep going until he was completely stripped and broken.
I have to make the first move!
"This game... haven't we been playing a bit too long? Haha."
With an awkward laugh, Minseo addressed the women, who tilted their heads at him in unison.
"We've been at it for an hour already... shouldn't we wrap it up?"
"It's only been an hour? But I'm having so much fun," the naked Seo-young said, shaking her head as her breasts swayed.
"I agree. I still want to play more," Yu-jin added nonchalantly, her sticky gaze fixed firmly on Minseo's boxers.
"Hmm... I haven't lost a single round yet, so I'd like to get caught at least once."
Jiha gave a relaxed smile. She hadn't had to remove a single piece of clothing yet.
Every single one of them was against him.
"Still... we have to work tomorrow, so maybe we should do this in moderation...?"
Minseo stood his ground, trying to be firm.
He knew exactly what would happen to him all night if he backed down now.
I won't fall for it. No way.
Seeing his determination, the women seemed a bit flustered.
Back when he was a slave, they couldn't have imagined Minseo acting like this. But now that his status had changed, they couldn't just force him to keep playing...
Hmm...
Without Minseo noticing, the executives exchanged quick glances.
'It can't be helped. We'll just have to eat him up quickly.'
Having reached a silent agreement, they turned back to him.
"Then let's just do three more rounds. How about that?"
It was Chae-ryeong who made the proposal, her breasts bouncing slightly as she spoke, her pink nipples standing out.
"Three rounds?"
Minseo wavered.
Three rounds... that seemed doable.
There are seven of us playing. I just have to make sure I don't come in last, right?
Wait... three rounds is still risky...
"Two rounds."
"No. Three."
"Two rounds..."
"Three rounds."
Seeing Chae-ryeong's firm expression, Minseo realized he couldn't push his luck any further.
"Okay. Three rounds. Deal."
And so, with the look of a man staking his life on a card game, the suffocating Joker Draw began again.
—Slide.
—Slide.
—Slide.
In the heavy silence, the only sound was the cards being drawn.
Except for Minseo, the women were united, their faces set with the sole intention of stripping him bare.
"I'm out~"
Jiha laughed, waving her empty hands.
"Aww, how boring. Minseo, should I help you out?"
This time, the naked Seo-young won.
"Are you starting to feel a little anxious?"
Chae-ryeong finished next, a lingering smile on her lips.
"Dull. So dull."
Ha-young shrugged, acting as if the game was already over.
"....Huh??"
Minseo was dumbfounded. This was nonsense.
How... how could it turn out like this?
Everyone except for him and Yu-jin had finished.
No... no way...
Statistically, it was a 1-in-7 chance. The odds were so low... how could this be happening?
Minseo ran a hand through his hair, his anxiety spiking.
He looked at Yu-jin, who was smiling and sticking her tongue out with two cards left in her hand.
Her pale, bouncy breasts were on full display, but Minseo didn't have the luxury of enjoying the view.
If I lose this... I'm fucked.
Looking at the executives surrounding him like they were about to pounce, Minseo broke into a cold sweat.
'Cute Minseo. What a shame.'
Jiha thought to herself, brushing back her blonde hair.
The probability of him getting caught wasn't 1-in-7 at all. The game was completely rigged.
Whenever Minseo wasn't looking, the executives signaled each other with their eyes, dropping out one by one...
Until only Minseo and Yu-jin were left.
Minseo, completely unaware he was being toyed with, was just sweating and trying his best to win.
'It's no use struggling. Just strip like a good boy.'
Ha-young stared at him with a faint, predatory smile.
"Phew... Noona... how about letting me off just this once?"
"The world of competition is cold-hearted, sweetie."
Minseo took a deep breath and stared intently into Yu-jin's eyes.
Yu-jin stared back, letting out a leisurely yawn.
She couldn't lose.
Ha-young, standing behind Minseo, was feeding her all the answers with eye signals.
Yu-jin made a show of debating between the left and right card...
No matter how hard Minseo tried to keep a poker face, he couldn't stop the signals coming from behind him.
"Hmm. This one feels right."
Yu-jin drew the card on the right and...
"I won."
Laying down the matching pair, she curled the corner of her mouth into a smirk.
"Uwaaaa!!"
Minseo's desperate cry echoed through the mansion once again.
"Now then. A penalty is a penalty."
Yu-jin pounced on him like a cheetah taking down its prey.
"Wait—! Noona...?"
"You're going to strip anyway. I'll just do it for you~"
Her eyes sparkling with excitement, Yu-jin thrust her hand deep inside his underwear, her breathing heavy.
She began to knead his firm buttocks, his testicles, and his penis in turn.
"Ah, fuck! How is this stripping me...?! Get your hand out of there!"
At Yu-jin's touch—which felt more like she was exploring his insides than removing a garment—Minseo's breath hitched and his body jolted.
"Hehe. Sorry."
Yu-jin, who knew exactly what she was doing, wore a satisfied smile as she yanked his boxers down with all her might.
—Slide.
His half-erect penis and pale, firm buttocks were fully revealed.
Gulp.
There wasn't a single executive there who didn't get aroused at the sight of Minseo completely naked.
Actually, they weren't just aroused; they were mesmerized.
"Haah... Minseo. I can't stop leaking..."
Seo-young showed him the fluid flowing from her as she squeezed her thighs together.
"Ah... I'm going crazy. Seriously."
Minseo was starting to feel terrified. The executives were slowly tightening the noose, surrounding him.
It felt like being a lone man holding a piece of prime steak while surrounded by a pack of hungry hyenas.
It was that dangerous.
"Quickly... the next game..."
"Who said there's a next game?"
Cutting him off, Ha-young curled her lips into a smirk.
"....Noona?"
"Did you forget the penalty? It was to take off two pieces of clothing."
"And...?"
Minseo's eyes trembled with anxiety. He didn't like where this was going.
"You only took off your underwear. You have no more clothes left to take off, do you? That means you have to carry out a different penalty."
"Ah, that's right."
"Makes sense to me."
The executives nodded in agreement, their lustful eyes burning bright.
"Wait... wait a minute..."
"If there's nothing left to strip... we agreed you'd pay with your body, didn't we?"
Looking at Ha-young's expression—the look of someone whose plan had worked perfectly—Minseo swallowed hard and let out a weak, nervous laugh.
Dammit.